21 missed calls and a sappy, cliché “I can explain” message from Jerry Jackass McCoy. And then I blocked his number.
Maybe I’d get dad to kick him out of the office, I thought vengefully. “Isn’t that going a bit too far?” a soft voice whispered in my head. As the scene I’d witnessed that evening filled me head again the spiteful urge seemed justified. But no, I shook my head, pushing the thought away. Screw him, he didn’t deserve a second’s worth of thought. Jerry McCoy was a bastard, everyone had always said so. Lost in that warm smile, the sparkling wit and those strong arms toned with all the rowing he did I’ll admit I’d been a little too blown away. But it was all over and gone now. I wouldn’t cry over him anymore, he simply wasn’t worth it.
I turned my thoughts to happier things. The weekend was coming up. I’d visit the orphanage, and spend an entire day there probably. As the happy faces of all the kids I adored filled my mind, I fell asleep smiling.
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Lights Will Guide You Home
Roman d'amourAn optimistic, gorgeous Claire Watson has a lot riding on her shoulders, managing between the strict scrutiny of her father as the heir of his successful hotel line and keep up with the one place close to her heart, the orphanage she founded, while...
