“If you keep staring at me like that, your pipes aren’t the only thing that will get fixed,” he said.
Anita Baker’s voice broke through my speakers as she sang about sweet love. Sitting at my white vanity I did my makeup while swaying to the music. I settled on a matte neutral cut crease. I didn’t want to cake up too much. But it was our second date. Every time this man saw me, I wasContinue reading “Jasmine Part 3”
There was a beeping sound as I regained consciousness. Everything was a little hazy and my brain ached. God my head hurts! “Good, you’re awake” came a rich baritone voice. A white coat fell into view. I tried to talk but had trouble. “Don’t speak,” came the sound again. “Nurse!” I closed my eyes againContinue reading “Jasmine Part 2”
Can a girl from the wrong side of the tracks find a love so deep it changes everything she ever knew?