That Girl
- LECTURES 432
- Votes 18
- Chapitres 8
En cours d'écriture32m
Dernière publication sam., oct. 4, 2014
Fuck it attitude. Lazy smirk glued to his lips. Messy one night stands. He's Sawyer Cavanaugh and everyone knows it. It's summer in Jersey which means non-stop partying on Fridays and head throbbing hangovers on Saturdays when he's working at his dad's record store. But what happens when this one night stand keeps replaying in his head and he just can't get that girl out of his head?
Welcome to a tale of unforgettable summer adventures, many flashbacks, and a blast from the past he can't forget, called Sawyer's Cavanaugh's life.
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