Addison Should I be worried that Jason hasn't called or sent me even one message for three days? No. I feel silly. Jason is probably busy, so he hasn't messaged me today, but I can't stop thinking about Pearl. I remember the delight in her eyes and her glossy lips curving into a smile when she sa
"Is that bad?" "No, it's endearing how passionate you are," Jason's hand is already stroking my side. He shows much of his affection through touching, and I love how safe it makes me feel. Except... Pearl walked into The Coffee Bean, and all she needed to do was talk to shatter my confidence. I
Anna Something terrible has happened. I was in a bad car accident, and now I'm patched up and resting in a hospital bed. But my injuries: a broken leg, arm, bruises, fractures—are the least of my problems. My biggest problem? There is a wedding ring around my finger, but I don't remember who my
I'm not sure if it's my imagination, but I think the stranger's lips twitch at my words. "That's... Very accurate, actually," he tilts his head, smirking at me with this odd expression I can't read. "The man you married is indeed a millionaire. He is super wealthy." I blink in surprise. "Really?"
Anna Amnesia can sure mess up a person's brain. It's supposedly been two years since Lars cheated on me and broke my heart, but it could have been yesterday for me. With one year of my life gone to my amnesia, it's as if that bastard ex of a husband just cheated on me. Things sure have changed, t
I wonder if Robin still finds me somewhat pretty. I'm Hispanic. I have thick, glossy black hair that cascades down my back. Dark eyes and curves. I'm proud of the old Garcia genes, but my husband is knockout gorgeous. Our relationship honestly confuses me. I know falling in love demands more than
My eyes roam over Robin. He wears dark blue chinos and a white t-shirt with sleeves squeezing his tanned biceps. Brown hair crowns his head, longer at the top, shorter at the sides—he looks like a guy whose aftershave cost more than my entire wardrobe. Once he notices me staring, he meets my eyes
Anna The Winter air bites me in the cheeks as I open the car door without stepping outside. "You sit right there. I will get your crutches." Robin says. What a gentleman. "Thank you." "No problem." We hardly get snow in the south, but it's chilly at night. I rub my hands together to urge the b