I groan at myself, close to pulling my hair. "You put yourself in this situation, Winnie... there is no one to blame but yourself... you basically said you didn't want Jake. Then you find out he is a walking fantasy, and then you're reminded of how awesome he is... typical." Defeated, I curl up on

I don't know what comes over me, but I let my tone go flirtatious. "Do you think I look like a murderer, Linda?" She swats with her hand. "Oh, stop it. You and I both know you're much too kind... then again, the most charming people are usually the killers. You've seen that show, right? You, I thin

"Thank you," I'm actually a bit shy as I speak. Mark has shaved, and he smells delicious. My voice is shaky. "You look good too." Grinning, he puts a protective hand on the small of my back. And there go my ovaries. I can feel them bursting into flames at his touch. I might be in love with Jake, bu

Winnie After making out with Jake, we head outside to find a cab. The air is chilly, but that's alright. Jake's warm arms are still around me, refusing to let go. It's perfect. He is so warm that I don't even want to use my own legs anyway. I could stay like this forever, clinging to him like a koa

I kiss him again while he carries us into a bedroom. Then I'm put down momentarily for him to remove his clothes; I'm removing mine too. I can't get naked fast enough, and once his gorgeous, ripped body comes into view, I get up from bed. Jake stares down at me. "What are you—" I shove his chest.