Forbidden Love
“Just pitching forward and letting the day’s garbage spill out of her and into her Hello Kitty trash can. Of all of the times she’d been drunk, she had never been sick once, and here she was, preparing for a blind date, and fingers of nausea kept stroking the back of her throat.
She looked good. Definitely not as pathetic as she felt. Millie had driven her to the mall to buy a new pair of dark wash jeans and a purple silk shirt with cutout shoulders and V-back. With her slight body, Trisha could really wear anything.
She knew this pissed off Millie sometimes, as Millie had to contend with a five-foot-nine frame and wide hips, fitting for the basketball player she was. Trisha had layered on more eye-shadow than usual, plum and silver to make her green eyes pop, and was wearing new camel suede riding boots that her brother Eric had gotten her for Christmas.
Millie had described Rusty Quirke as runway steamy.
“Textbook hot,” she said over brunch that Sunday morning of Trisha’s summe...r sentencing, as Trisha poked at cold eggs miserably with her fork.MoreLess
She looked good. Definitely not as pathetic as she felt. Millie had driven her to the mall to buy a new pair of dark wash jeans and a purple silk shirt with cutout shoulders and V-back. With her slight body, Trisha could really wear anything.
She knew this pissed off Millie sometimes, as Millie had to contend with a five-foot-nine frame and wide hips, fitting for the basketball player she was. Trisha had layered on more eye-shadow than usual, plum and silver to make her green eyes pop, and was wearing new camel suede riding boots that her brother Eric had gotten her for Christmas.
Millie had described Rusty Quirke as runway steamy.
“Textbook hot,” she said over brunch that Sunday morning of Trisha’s summe...r sentencing, as Trisha poked at cold eggs miserably with her fork.MoreLess
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