BE.HONEST. =)
Hearts in Our Hands [Chapter Twenty-Three]
Brendon lies next to me on my bed. “Okay, I’m ready.” He says and rolls on to his side so that he can look
Hearts In Our Hands [Chapter Twenty-Two]
“How many girls have you been with?”
“Dated?”
“No, slept with.”
“Are we really going to have this conversation?” Brendon asks, as we
Hearts in Our Hands [Chapter Twenty-One]
Brendon grins as he sees us and jogs over to us with a tray of coffees and a brown paper bag. “Just the girl
Hearts in Our Hands [Chapter Twenty]
The sound of my phone ringing wakes me up in the middle of the night. I reluctantly pull back the covers and reach for
Hearts in Our Hands [Chapter Nineteen]
Brendon follows me to my room. “That was…interesting?” He says, hoping I will explain.
I grab the light bulb off the bed and
Hearts in Our Hands [Chapter Eighteen]
“Spencer?” My voice drops to a whisper as I enter my darkened bedroom. I slide my hand along the wall to hit the light
Hearts in Our Hands *Update INFO*
Sorry, I've been incredibly busy but i'm scheduling time out of my day tomorrow to write this story so there will be a new chapter
Hearts in Our Hands [Chapter Seventeen]
“I thought Brendon was coming?” Larissa asks as she finds me refilling my drink in the kitchen. “I understand Spencer not showing up, but
Hearts in Our Hands [Chapter Sixteen]
Brendon calls me early the next morning but I ignore his call because I’m worried that Spencer is right about Brendon.
I feel
Hearts in Our Hands [Chapter Fifteen]
Spencer’s words haunt me all day; they follow me to breakfast, they creep on me when I went to the mall, and now I’m thinking
Hearts in Our Hands [Chapter Fourteen]
A misplaced piece of his dark hair hangs over his pale forehead, and strengthens my desire for him, which seems to be growing exponentially.






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