β Scribed by Dori Lavelle
No coin nor oath required. For personal study only.
Iβm living a life I hate when he walks into my world and changes it.
Iβm thirty-two years old, but I feel like Iβm still stuck in high school. I wear my hair the same way, I have a job in the same building, and I still fear the mean girls.
When Iβm invited to the high school reunion, I decide not to go. And then the most handsome man literally knocks me off my feet, sweeps me into his arms, and offers to be my date.
His name is Brax Nash, the hottest man Iβve ever seen in real life. How could I possibly say no to him?
But how long will a man like him stay with a girl like me? Is this really happening, or is fate playing a joke on me?
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