Authors: Emma Heatherington
Tags: #Contemporary Fiction, #Humor, #Contemporary Women, #Romantic Comedy, #Contemporary, #Romance, #Sagas, #New Adult & College, #Inspirational, #Women's Fiction, #Literature & Fiction
“
A
sho
w
o
f
myself
?
Ho
w
dar
e
you
!
I’
m
jus
t
having fun!
”
sai
d
Poll
y
,
makin
g
face
s
bac
k
a
t
Sta
g
wh
o
couldn
’
t
tak
e
hi
s
eye
s
of
f
he
r
.
“Enoug
h
i
s
enough,
”
sai
d
T
ess
.
“No
w
walk.
”
“No
,
T
ess
!
No!
”
sai
d
Poll
y
i
n
shee
r
defiance
.
“I’m lettin
g
m
y
hai
r
down
!
I’
m
havin
g
fun
!
Isn
’
t
tha
t
wha
t
I’m
alway
s
tol
d
t
o
d
o
thes
e
days
?
B
e
mor
e
fun
,
Polly
!
Stop alway
s
nagging
,
Polly
!
Sto
p
tellin
g
everyon
e
wha
t
t
o
d
o
as
i
f
the
y
ar
e
you
r
children
,
Polly
!
W
ell
,
no
w
I’
m
doin
g
i
t
and yo
u
ar
e
treatin
g
m
e
lik
e
a
child
.
No
w
,
le
t
g
o
o
f
m
y
arm!”
T
es
s
le
t
go
.
Sh
e
looke
d
ove
r
a
t
Sta
g
an
d
bac
k
a
t
Poll
y
.
“Jus
t
b
e
careful
,
okay?
”
sh
e
said
.
“
W
e’v
e
al
l
ha
d
a
lo
t
to drink
.
It
’
s
perfectl
y
oka
y
fo
r
Rut
h
an
d
Gin
a
t
o
flir
t
their
asse
s
of
f
an
d
tal
k
abou
t
se
x
wit
h
stranger
s
an
d
d
o
whatever i
t
i
s
the
y
wan
t
t
o
do
.
The
y
hav
e
mad
e
thei
r
decision
s
within thei
r
marriage
.
Bu
t
yo
u
haven
’
t
.
Pleas
e
don
’
t
le
t
a
drunken
nigh
t
ou
t
mak
e
you
r
decisio
n
fo
r
you.
”
“
Y
ou’
d
thin
k
I
wa
s
snoggin
g
th
e
fac
e
of
f
him!
”
said
Poll
y
.
Sh
e
winke
d
acros
s
a
t
him
.
H
e
reall
y
wa
s
cut
e
even
i
f
h
e
neede
d
a
goo
d
wash
.
“
T
w
o
minute
s
late
r
an
d
I
fea
r
that
’
s
exactl
y
wha
t
you woul
d
hav
e
bee
n
doing,
”
sai
d
T
ess
.
“
Y
o
u
wer
e
s
o
close,
Polly
!
S
o
close!
”
T
es
s
walke
d
bac
k
t
o
he
r
sea
t
an
d
Poll
y
watche
d
her unti
l
sh
e
reache
d
th
e
othe
r
tw
o
wh
o
wer
e
no
w
joine
d
by
a
nothe
r
membe
r
o
f
th
e
infamou
s
sta
g
part
y
.
H
e
wa
s
sitting
i
n
betwee
n
Rut
h
an
d
Gin
a
an
d
wa
s
obviousl
y
enjoyin
g
the att
e
nt
i
o
n
h
e
wa
s
gettin
g
fro
m
two
,
ver
y
horn
y
,
ver
y
drunk
wome
n
wh
o
wer
e
a
t
leas
t
te
n
year
s
olde
r
tha
n
h
e
wa
s
and therefor
e
lot
s
mor
e
experience
d
i
n
life
.
Poll
y
too
k
a
ste
p
i
n
thei
r
direction
.
Sh
e
reall
y
should follo
w
T
ess
.
The
n
sh
e
looke
d
acros
s
a
t
Sta
g
agai
n
and too
k
a
ste
p
toward
s
him
.
The
n
bac
k
t
o
T
ess
.
The
n
bac
k
to
Stag
,
bu
t
b
y
no
w
h
e
wa
s
talkin
g
t
o
hi
s
mate
s
an
d
the
n
two
girl
s
wh
o
wer
e
barel
y
ou
t
o
f
thei
r
teen
s
i
n
ver
y
shor
t
skirts joine
d
thei
r
compan
y
an
d
hi
s
eye
s
locke
d
ont
o
thei
r
legs,
the
n
ra
n
u
p
thei
r
tin
y
perfec
t
figure
s
an
d
lande
d
o
n
their
chests
.
“Hey!
”
sh
e
calle
d
bu
t
h
e
couldn
’
t
hea
r
he
r
ove
r
the
Kin
g
Kon
g
Karaok
e
Fest
.
O
r
i
f
h
e
did
,
h
e
didn
’
t
answe
r
.