Confessions of a Bookaholic (CampNaNoWriMo2014)

Staring at him, with his dark caramel skin that seem to cover iron by the way his body was rippling with muscle. With each swing of the hammer he held, the muscles in his arms and chest just tightened up showcasing the strength he possesses. I was aware of a constant buzzing in my ear which I realized was the phone, Cleo was still talking to me on.

Not being able to stray my eyes from the Greek God on the roof I whispered to Cleo. “There is a hot guy on the roof.”

“I thought we were talking about your sister? Where does a hot guy fit into this?” asked Cleo. “Seriously, your ability to switch from one topic to the next quickly astonishes me!”

“I’m not talking about my stupid sister; there is a smoking hot man on the roof right now!” I hissed at Cleo, seriously how could she not understand what I’m saying.

“What man? There’s a man on your roof! Why are you still talking to me? Hang up the phone and call the police dammit. You know what, you’re obviously in shock I’m going to call them for you.”

“Wait what, Cleo no! You don’t undertan……” click, Cleo was already hung up the phone. I looked at the phone hoping that that did not just happen. But the dial tone coming from the phone confirmed that it did happen.

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Trinity is a woman who has escaped the harsh realities of her life in a book. Now she is obsessed with books (which is not a bad thing), and her whole life is passing her by until a situation forces her to see the world in a new light. Read how Trinity fights her demons and finds true love too.