Fifteen

Shawn pulled over his usual space in his ever usual favorite club because it seems like tonight's going to be one of those nights again. Maybe he'll take two women home to keep him warm tonight. But even that start to be boring. As much as he loves being alone, he hated being lonely.

He has so much time in his hands; really, he needs a life, a legit one. Recently all he's been thinking was about his life and the apple of his eyes and it's becoming unhealthy. Maybe he should work but it seems troublesome especially with a very high position that's waiting for him. Maybe he could work for his Sandra instead? Why not?

But, if he does... it's going to infuriate his family more and the talk about him being a traitor to his Julian and betraying his family isn't going to end and quite frankly it's getting annoying. He pocketed his hands then he frowned, pulling his right hand out of his pocket, a soft sigh escaped from his lips. Why is this single flower in his pocket? He threw and wasted an