Then we’ll walk away.īut once will never be enough.
When I RSVP, he makes me an offer – one chance to try all the things I’ve never experienced. Somehow I still win one of the biggest games of my career, and afterward the man surprises me with an invitation: “Meet me in a private suite.” Even on the ball field, I’m daydreaming about his hungry hands, and the filthy things he whispered in his posh British accent. But all too soon, he disappears, leaving me wondering who my mystery man was. Then one hot summer night I find all the answers when I kiss another guy for the first time. It's a fine line between lust and obsession…
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