Black Heart
“Her skin became as wrinkled as a Shar Pei’s, but she didn’t care.
Scrubbing herself with bleach should have been an option, anything to get that pig’s scent off her. She wiped away a solitary tear.
Damn him. Deegan Black made her cry. She waited until she got home to the privacy of the bathroom before she let the tears flow. Even in a darkened alley engaged in skanky sex, Deegan Black was gorgeous. That six foot-two lean musculature appealed, and so did the chin-length wavy, raven-black hair and those mesmerizing silver-gray eyes and the closely cropped goatee. His pale, luminescent skin was eminently touchable, and after all these years he still looked like a dashing Irish pirate. Always wore that damned hooped gold earring as long as she could remember.
When did she first start to have feelings for him? Well, she always loved him, even with a child-like idolization one would have for a favorite uncle. Yes, she called him Uncle Deegan until puberty hit her with a sledgehammer. Then i...t all changed.MoreLess
Scrubbing herself with bleach should have been an option, anything to get that pig’s scent off her. She wiped away a solitary tear.
Damn him. Deegan Black made her cry. She waited until she got home to the privacy of the bathroom before she let the tears flow. Even in a darkened alley engaged in skanky sex, Deegan Black was gorgeous. That six foot-two lean musculature appealed, and so did the chin-length wavy, raven-black hair and those mesmerizing silver-gray eyes and the closely cropped goatee. His pale, luminescent skin was eminently touchable, and after all these years he still looked like a dashing Irish pirate. Always wore that damned hooped gold earring as long as she could remember.
When did she first start to have feelings for him? Well, she always loved him, even with a child-like idolization one would have for a favorite uncle. Yes, she called him Uncle Deegan until puberty hit her with a sledgehammer. Then i...t all changed.MoreLess
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