Met another girl. Sorry, Tiff. It’s over.
My ex dumped me with a text.
That’s okay, I met a hot blonde.
Yep, he was hot all right. Enough to make me forget about Andy as I ran my gaze over his godlike features. Strong jaw. Muscles that were evident even beneath the expensive material of his suit.
He needs a favor. What do I have to lose?
© 2015 Leslie Johnson