She broke my resolve. Shattered it like a category five hurricane and left me broken into pieces that would never fit back together the same.
I didn’t plan on f*****g her. I knew that was the end of this little game we were playing. If we crossed that line; I’d never go back. Like an addict needing their next fix. And Bailey Graff was my f*****g drug as much as she was my cure.
It’s strange to think a person could be both, but she was an enigma. A creature that fit into no real categories when it came to defining them.
It was something that I loved about her.
Fuck.
I didn’t just say that.
‘You did. And you meant it,’ Orion taunted in my head.
‘f**k you.’
‘Or,’ he paused, ‘Hear me out.’ Another pause as I mentally prepared myself for what he was about to say, ‘We could wake h
