Beth
I hate the stereotype that all redheads have bad tempers. I’ve always been a pretty calm, mellow, Zen kind of person, even when things are blowing up in my face. Even when people treated me badly, I just ducked my head and kept on, holding tight to whatever optimism I could find.
However, when I saw Rafe and his assistant so blatantly flirting on the desk, mere hours after he had me pinned against the wall, kissing me until I was ready to rip his clothes off… Well, that didn’t sit too well with me.
I didn’t even know who I was most mad at. Rafe, for being so disappointingly typical. Rafe, for stringing me along and making me think we still had something. Rachel, for just being so damn beautiful. Rachel for poaching on a man that wasn’t my man and hadn’t been my man for seve……
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