End Game (New York Stars Book 1)

Gracie,

Watching you in that stationery store last week gave me a chubby.

Honestly, seeing your joy, feeding your addiction… it’s the most innocent way I’ve ever gotten a hard-on in public.

Most women want jewels, clothes, shoes—not you, Gracie.

You’ve always been unique.

I love that about you.

When I see you hauling that massive case around or trying to decide which color pen to use, it makes me smile.

Never change, Gracie. Never stop surprising me with how you view the world because it’s a brighter place than the shithole I inhabit.

And I’m sorry about the other night.

I wanted to go.

You’ve no idea how grateful I was for the tickets to the Damien Rice show, but I just… couldn’t.

You didn’t have to stay home with me, so thank you. Even if you made me watch that Akira movie. AGAIN.

Still, for you, I’ll watch it a thousand times. 🙂 But… please don’t hold me to that.

Liam