Addi Crasy Trio Novels & Stories

Right now it was so hard to picture her as the aspiring lawyer she was studying to be. I slammed the bottle down on the marble counter and swiped the excess rum from my lips. Maybe that was one too many shots, but I needed to be drunk for the plan devising in my head. I drank three more and wrap my hands around her waist and pulled her into the crowd of gyrating bodies. "Who are you and what have you done with Leah Monroe? Seriously, did you spend your sabbatical in a club?" I swing my hips playfully in her direction. You wouldn't catch me dead in a club like this or even drinking this much. But desperate times….

Tommy said and Kristen felt like punching in him the face for making it more difficult for Adrian. “Adrian painted it. He likes to paint some times and his initials are A.T, Adrian Tremont,” Kristen said as nonchalantly as her voice would allow her and then in the very next moment asked, “Does anyone want some cake?” Bea rose up her hand and rushed to her side. Everyone else didn’t really have a choice but to leave the issue.