What if I can't leave you alone?" He says invading my personal bubble again. "I can't just stay away from you Xan, I won't. If I can be as close to you as I am now. I will be." Oh sh*t. Don't look in his eyes. He leans in closer and closer, damn does this boy bathe in cologne because he just smells great! He's so close I can feel. His breath on my lips. So close I can feel his lips touching mine slightly. If I moved or if he did we would be kissing. Oh, how I want to feel his lips on mine, they look soft. Girlfriend! I pull back quickly. "You still have a girlfriend, we can be friends but nothing more, I will not be the reason you hurt her". I walk away feeling light headed. Breath! Just breath! I was that close! Too damn close, I am a lot of things but I will not be a home wrecker. I will not! ****

Loving yourself comes so naturally to some, but for Violet it's the biggest challenge she's ever faced. Especially when people at school make her feel even more insecure than she already is. How can anyone possibly love her when she can't even love herself? ✺✺✺✺✺✺✺ "A bad day?" I chuckled "When you order a salad, Do people immediately think you're on a diet?!" "No.." "When you walk do people make farting noises?!" "No.." "Do you sit in the back of the classroom because you can't fit in the seats up front?!" "No.." "When you look in the mirror do you feel the need to cry, just because you're so unsatisfied by how you look?!" "No.." "That's exactly what I thought!" I snapped "So don't you dare compare you're bad days to mine. Ever. Again." RANK #1:CREATE JUNE-26-2018

BOOK 1 OF THE 'It's Just Business' SERIES Sam Anderson, CEO of Anderson's Corporation is a tough, straightforward, serious man who only speaks the language of business. Violet is a bubbly, clumsy and shy girl who lands a job at Anderson's Corporation. No matter how much Sam tries to avoid her, he can't help but get drawn to her. But can Violet teach him the language of love or will it all result in heartbreak

Ruby Rios is fat(ish) and needs a job. Her nights of wine and Netflix don't pay the bills and don't help her get fit. She applies everywhere, including various gyms, or: the last places she'd ever want to work. Coworkers who talk about protein powder and bulging veins? Pass. That is, until the older and very attractive Tucker DiAngelo gives her a call. Tucker DiAngelo is the owner of Roman Elite Fitness, a rapidly growing chain of gyms that are rapidly giving him more and more headaches. To make things worse, his ex-wife and semi-business partner is making a power play that he can't quite figure out yet. He just wants a little pleasurable peace... and maybe an exciting girl to share it with. ***************************************************** "Do you like to show pride in your work, Ruby?" The question came out of his mouth before his brain could stop it. "Are you asking me professionally or personally?" She put her hand on her hip and rested her hand on the mop. There was authority in the stance. Tucker loved it. "Personally. We don't have to be professional anymore, Ruby." "Oh no, Tucker? Be careful with that. I might tell you all my secrets," Ruby said. She looked him dead in the eye, unflinching, confident. Tucker felt seen and he didn't care. He wanted to know all her secrets and create more for her. With her. She turned from him and started mopping again. Her butt wiggled with every stroke now, like she wanted him to watch her. So much sass in such a mundane movement. "Ruby, I mean it." She looked back at him over her shoulder, her eyes wide and eyelashes batting. She gave a tiny shrug with her whole body. 
 "I don't doubt that you do, Tucker." She turned around, narrowly missing Tucker biting his fist in raw frustration.