Yours, Truly

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Romance  |  House: Booksie Classic

Alison:
I knew that walking into the Estates One office was a bad idea, especially wearing the short skirt that he used to love. I knew it was a very bad idea to go to the office, a good choice to wear the skirt, and an ugly scene that was about to unfold.
I knew that it was bad to go see him, but I didn’t care. I still wanted him.

Marcus:
She was wearing that skirt to torture me, I knew it. She wanted me to lust after her like I used to; she wanted me to salivate and be her little puppy, but I wasn't going to do it. If anyone was going to do any salivating, any wanting, it'd be her.

Table of Contents

Prologue

Alison:
I knew that walking into the Estates One office was a bad idea, especially wearing the short skirt that he used to love. I knew it was a very bad idea to go to the office, a good choice to wear the skirt, and an ugly scene that was about to unfold.
I knew that it was bad to go see him, but I didn’t care. I still wanted him.

Marcus:
She was wearing that skirt to torture me, I knew it. She wanted me to lust after her like I used to; she wanted me to salivate and be her little puppy, but I wasn't going to do it. If anyone was going to do any salivating, any wanting, it'd be her. Read Chapter

Almost There...

3 years later... I dashed down the hall at top speed, dodging unsuspected freshmen, quizzical sophomores, and smug juniors. “He... Read Chapter

Prodigal Boyfriend Privledges

“And here are your tax papers. Fill these out NOW or you won’t get paid THEN.” A woman in a bright green polo said to us cheerfully... Read Chapter

Wait...What?

Here I was, watching Alison chase Lacey across the parking lot of Happy Fun-Land, as I always did... I sighed from inside my Corvette... Read Chapter

Betraying Nothing

LACEY: I spotted Marcus across the park, leaning his head on a pole, always acting as if the weight of the world on his shoulder... Read Chapter

When It Rains

***Flashfoward*** Present Day ALISON: The cork slips out of my hand, forgotten, as I upend the heavy green bottle. The conten... Read Chapter