She tried to climb off of my lap and I held her waist keeping her on top of the bulk in my pants. I'm sure she could have felt my dick pulsing as her pussy laid against it. I moved her waist backed and fort rubbing her pussy against my semi-hard dick. She moaned as we grinded against each other. I put my head against the crook of her neck and whispered "where do you think you're going?" "To get us something to eat" she said furrowing her eyebrows at me. "You can sit right her a little longer love" "What? You're gonna dry hump me? She said sarcastically rolling her eyes at me. I snaked my hands around her throat and reminded her not to roll her eyes at me. Without a doubt, as stubborn as this one is, she rolled them again. Enemies? Or not?

Ever since photographer Lacy Maguire caught her ex playing Pin the Secretary to the Elevator Wall, she's been content with her dog Fabio, her three cats, and a vow of chastity. But all of that changes when the reindeer-antlered Fabio drags in a very desperate, on-the-run detective who decides to take refuge in her house -- a house filled with twinkling lights and a decorated tree. (Okay, so it's February, but she has a broken heart to mend, a Christmas-card shoot to do, and a six-times divorced, match-making mother to appease.) For the first time in a looooong while, Lacy reconsiders her vow. Because sexy Chase Kelly, wounded soul that he may be, would be an oh-so-delicious way of breaking her fast. Now, if she can just keep them both alive and him out of jail....

Remembering things is hard for some of us. Like brushing your teeth before bed remembering to do homework. Justin and Brie are so in love, it's hard to think of everything and everyone around them. When a bad accident occurs, Justin has to make Brie remember the love they had for each other. Will Brie remember everything or will she just disappear from Justin's life forever? Brie and Justin think their relationship is just (re) starting when something big happens. The two plus Brie's family have already been to hell and back. Is this to much to handle? Read and find out. _____ HEADS UP: So, I wrote this when I was a little teenie-bopper (like 14) and I apologize for the bad use of grammar, sentence structure, and unrealistic-ness! I probably won't be editing it, but thanks for reading!