He smiles menacingly, his stupid sexy rocker hair hanging in his face as he hovers over her. “Listen, I’m happy to keep the mystery going,” he concedes, as regards her withholding her name. “Just give me the first letter.” “No.” Frustrated, he lunges in, kisses her hard. “I left my wife for you,” he growls. “Tell […]
I don’t wonder what he is to me. Nor what I am to him. It’s glaringly obvious that I am a fantasy object that he believes would make his life complete, and absolutely wouldn’t. Elusive happiness, and one’s rabid attempt to find it. Nonetheless, I’m lured by the storyline he’s created for us. Not as […]
I don’t even work for the client anymore, and I almost feel like punching myself in the face that I have another post about him, but I do. I promised myself I wouldn’t go up there anymore. He asked me to marry him. Did I tell you that? I know I didn’t, because at the […]
my delusions 