“My phone dings and before I can pick it up, it dings several more times. I catch sly grins and snickers in my direction from my 'friends' and I just know that this can not be good. I check my… — JC Emery Copy Share Image
“What time is it?" Brad stretches, arms still around my waist; and yawns, his breath is blowing in my face. I grimace. He really… — JC Emery Copy Share Image
“My phone dings and before I can pick it up, it dings several more times. I catch sly grins and snickers in my direction… — JC Emery Copy Share Image
