You Couldn’t Scare Me If You Tried The shift was gradual. So slow I almost didn’t notice. But suddenly, it was there. In the way I woke up and reached for my phone, not with hesitation, but with anticipation. Because Evan had already texted me, like always. EVAN: Morning, Peaches. Hope you dreamt of me….
What Makes Sense Doesn’t Matter The weight of it had been pressing against my ribs for days. That little voice in my head, the one that had always been there, whispering that this was temporary. That I was temporary. That Evan, bright, wild, thirty-three-year-old Evan, was here because it was fun, because it was new….
The Great Wall of Megan The night had settled into that perfect kind of quiet, the kind where it felt like the world had taken a collective breath. The wine was long gone, the pizza box sat empty and forgotten between us, and the weed had turned us both into a mess of giggles and…
Forty & Fucked I wasn’t even sure why I said yes. Maybe it was the way he kept texting me, little jokes and questions that made me laugh harder than I had in months. Or the fact that, no matter how many times I brushed him off, he always came back with something so genuine,…
Your New Religion I managed to unclench my fingers from his belt buckle, heat rising to my cheeks. Before I could stammer out some kind of apology, he leaned in slightly, his voice dropping just enough to make it feel like we were the only two people in the room. “Damn,” he said, his gaze…
Hook, Line, and Belt buckle The venue smelled like stale beer, cheap cologne, and desperation. The kind of place that stuck to your shoes and made your introvert soul cringe. I’d spent the last hour trying not to glare at my two best friends, who were currently losing their minds over the local band on…
