Addicted to You

“I love you, but I want to love you enough that I never choose alcohol over you. Not even for a moment. I want to be someone you deserve. Who helps you rather than enables you, and I can’t begin to do that until I get help for myself.”

I promise you, that my intentions are pure. And I think it’s sweet you’re looking out for Rose, but she’s more than capable of taking care of herself, which is one of the many reasons why I want to pursue her.”

True, but that’s not the company I feel like sharing tonight. I’d rather take you, a beautiful, intelligent girl from Princeton.”

pinching so hard that Lo squirmed in pain until his father released the hold. I don’t think he realized the amount of strength he was using or the hurt in Lo’s eyes.

I pass Lo’s and suddenly stop.

“Hey,” a girl giggles. “Don’t…” She moans. Moans.

“Well, I have a reason to believe your choice of drink has nothing to do with driving,” Rose says.

“I need some air.”

“We’re outside,” Rose says.

Lo rises from his seat. “Air that you don’t breathe.” He places his palm on the small of my back.

“Loren,” Jonathan growls.

“What?” he growls back,

I’ll do better. I’ll try harder for you

“You’re not in my spank bank, Lo.” I think he might complain or laugh, but he looks confused and kind of hurt.

his gaze lowers to my bra—beige and now pretty much see-through. Uh…

I pinch his arm, and he lifts his head back to me. His eyes change, the amber color swimming and intensifying in the steam. He stares deeply, too intense.