It was on my very strange bingo card along with different candy.
Only a Snickers showed up... hopefully the few twix I got left will help me win.
It's also one of my favorite sayings.... that wasn't on my bingo card.
Chase completely caught me by surprise and totally blew my mind.
I never would have guessed someone like him was interested in men. Maybe he was bisexual—I honestly didn't know. What I did know was that he was patient, kind, and easy to talk to. For the first time in a long time, I felt comfortable being myself around someone.
After spending nearly the entire weekend together, we eventually fell asleep curled up in my bed.
I was still half asleep when I heard someone throw open t
It would just be a Shell game.... or you could just Kum N Go.... is that what Chase does????
Adding a clarifier: I took your marathon as the marathon gas and raised you a Shell gas and the now defunct Kum N Go.
Little B refused to explain what he meant about Tristan not being the one who told Shiloh.
If it wasn’t Tristan… then who was it?
Uncle Matt did call Grandma and tell her about the revelation, though none of us really knew what to do with the information.
That evening we sat around the beach house eating pizza because there wasn’t much else in the kitchen.
“Any dating prospects?” Chase asked during a lull in the conversation.
Yeah, it certainly does, but wait until we find out the who and the why.
I debated having Noah flirt with a waiter... but I decided not to go that route.
Noah has spent the last year haunted by one question: what went wrong? Follow him on a relentless quest for answers as buried secrets rise to the surface. Family deceit, betrayal, drama, and unexpected twists await at every turn.
I sat in front of the place I’d called home for the last several months: the Michaels family estate in Potomac. Grandma had let me move in after her cousin relocated to be closer to family. I still wasn’t sure why she trusted a nineteen-year-old with a room in a fifteen-thousand-square-foot mansion, but I was grateful for it. The place definitely rivaled Uncle Matt’s house—though his still had the better view.
I started my truck and headed toward the construction site to meet Grandpa. We ha
I wanted to end it with their first fight. I felt it would be a bit cliché to end with a happy ending.
There is more to what led up to the confrontation.
I dreaded the conversation with Shiloh. Deep down, I knew this was going to blow up in my face.
The next morning, before lunch, we sat across from each other in the chairs in my room.
For a long time, neither of us spoke.
Finally, I broke the silence.
I told him everything Silas had told me—the story about fate, destiny, and how everything had supposedly been connected from the beginning.
I left out Little B’s involvement.
When I finished, Shiloh sat quietly for sev