The Marriage Pact
He’s the one that got away.
Now that I’m back in town, the jerk wants to offer me a job.
This isn’t good for either of us. He feels like he’s got to make up for what happened when we were kids.
And I have to restrain my hormones from doing the tango in front of him.
Never a good working relationship. Or is it?
See, here’s the deal. We made a pact when we were kids.
If by some crazy reason we weren’t married by the time we were thirty, we’d marry each other.
Well, time’s up. And ... [Read More...]
