"Dammit…” I couldn’t stop myself from cursing. My day just couldn’t be any worse. It was my first day back at work after being held captive on Tony’s island for so long. I guess that I hadn’t exactly come to work in the best of moods this morning… my bad day had started from the …
What I had with John was a thunderstorm. It was full of lightening and wind and drama and passion.
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