Taryn Sawyer, an always-late, "I don't care what they think", unknowingly beautiful seventeen-going-on-eighteen year old girl is simply trying to get through high school unscathed like everyone else.
Enter Liam Evans, long-time family friend, fresh out of college, handsome twenty-two year old guy who is trying to get his life together and started.
Then add a wedding, where the two walk down the aisle together as bridesmaid and groomsman, a sprained ankle, and a little catching up. So what if he's older? So what if it seems like everyone thinks the age gap is too much?
Who cares what they think?
"You're just too much fun to mess with," he jokes, his smile transforming into a glowing smirk.
My cheeks heat, but this time with anger. My tolerance has worn completely thin.
"Would you let me go?" I ask spitefully. I feel like a broken record.
He pushes off of the desk and takes a step back. Before I even realize what I'm doing, I slap him square across the cheek. Shock is plastered on his face, and I'm sure it is on mine too. I stand there in awe of what I just did. It was so sudden I'm not even sure I decided to do it but rather my indignation controlling me.
Steadily, Damon's face morphs from shocked to entertained. I immediately regret my action, but I'm not completely stupid; I race for the door like there's no tomorrow.
"You'll regret that!" I hear Damon yell as I'm running away.
~Sugar, spice, and everything nice~ A story about drama, sarcasm, love, and twists, with a little bad boy guilty pleasure mixed in between.