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Falling For Raine (Ch. 25: Savannah)

“Fly low! Stay safe!” I call from the porch as Jessie scooches into her Honda civic. She waves back, probably wanting to give me a one-finger salute but manages not to. Jessie is ordinarily a rule follower, especially at school, but there are exceptions and speed laws are one of those exceptions. Honestly, I don’t know why she hasn’t racked up a string of tickets.… 

Falling For Raine (Ch. 24: Erin)

Okay, so I’m wrong. I did sleep. More or less. Hopefully I stayed in my lane this time, no matter where my dreams went, and Wow did they go places! I can’t tell for sure because when I woke up, Savannah was already gone. She did leave a note though, which I see on the nightstand once I sit up. Unfolding it, I run my… 

Falling For Raine (Ch. 23: Erin)

“Welcome to your humble abode away from your… abode.” Savannah pushes open the door to her bedroom with a grin worthy of an Invisalign commercial and a flourish to match. After what we heard at the hospital, you’d expect she’d be down. Instead, she’s been nothing but sweetness and light. Is it because her mom’s beaten this before? Or she’s naturally that resilient? Nothing about… 

Falling For Raine (Ch. 22: Savannah)

I can’t believe how easy it is to talk to Erin—how soothing it is to be with her. Before, I was holding on by my fingernails, but now—despite knowing exactly what we’re heading into—I’m not feeling so overwhelmed and it’s all because of her. We’re chatting like we’ve known each for years and years, and when she sasses me, it’s like we’ve been BFFs forever.… 

!WIP Ch. 14 “Heaven on Wheels” 🔒🔥

The next Thursday afternoon, around 1600, my phone lit up with Cole’s number. Thursday is one of my short days and I was in the kitchen with Tee, waiting for an early dinner to be delivered. It was my turn to pick and I’d ordered butter chicken curry. I usually pick Indian when we order…

Falling For Raine (Ch. 8: Erin)

It’s 3 o’clock and I’m sitting at my desk with my head in both hands. I sucked at the meeting and Manny—that is, Mr. Tedros, as I’d better be careful to call him—gave me stink-eye when we broke for lunch. I can’t say I didn’t deserve it. First, we are behind and while that’s mainly due to factors beyond our control, I was so scattered… 

!WIP Ch. 13 “My Sweetie Pie” 🔒🔥

I’ve been messing around again, trying to get some pics to illustrate these chapters. Riley created those amazing pics of her super-amazing-hot volleyball players! It must be her wizarding skills because getting the old reliable image model (Flux 1.1 Pro) to cooperate pool-shooting pics was a challenge! After a bunch tries, I finally got two, but they don’t have much to do with my prompt!… 

!WIP Ch. 12 “Behind the 8-Ball” 🔒🔥

I’ve been fooling around a little, think of getting a pic of Jae. And Tee. I know some people might prefer to just go with their imaginations. Others like an image. I can feel either way. But here goes… I’ll post these two. Hopefully that’s OK? Jaelyn Alexander (Jae) Teagan Alexander (Tee) Thank you more…

!WIP Ch. 11 “And Now We Meet” 🔒🔥

Two minutes before the appointed time, I stood outside the client’s hotel room, prepped, dressed and ready to go. Ready to go how was a different issue. Tuna-man had put me in the wrong state of mind for a session. I just wanted this done so I could get back to Tee. Happily, the client had said…