"Bo Holt?!" the woman yelled at me. "What the hell are doing here?!"
I sat stunned in my chair. I couldn't believe what I was seeing. In every essence, she was the one that got away.
Long legs, blonde hair, great body and a set knockers that would make even the most devout man do a double take, Melissa Williams was a college fling of mine back in the day. We met at a party at the football house one Saturday night. I was drunk, she was well past that, and I kept tabs on her to make sure none of the non-football players didn't try a move she wouldn't accept.
Wednesday, February 4, 2015
Monday, February 2, 2015
Chapter One
As the month of February dawned a cold winter morning, it dawned on me that Valentines Day was just 14 days away. While this wasn't something that frightened my wallet, it is something that makes my mind drift into some cold, dark hell.
I've never been one for Valentines Day. All my life, I've been a loner. The thought of becoming that attached to someone that I'd have to purchase them over-priced flowers, chocolates and treat them to a fancy dinner was just something that never appealed to me.
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