Freshman year. Eighteen. Heart pounding with dreams. I stride to the amphitheater, heels clicking on polished marble floors. Door swings open. Nearly collides. Face to face with him. Inches apart.…
The elevator hums to the penthouse pinnacle. City lights sparkle below like diamonds on black velvet. Leather seats sigh under me as I enter. Sabrina waits, brunette curls wild, olive…
The private stadium of our elite country club gleamed under twilight. Marble bleachers curved like a lover's spine. Palms rustled, framing the city penthouses twinkling below. Leather scent from my…