Apr 13, 2015
josephine-blake
Brennan rubbed his temples once again, his drunken stupor fading just long enough to process what he did. He bought Blake. He bought someone. That thought alone was beginning to sicken him. Why did he even come? He told himself the free alcohol and yet he could have come after the auction. Either way he was stuck with her and he silently hoped that this wouldn’t come to bite him in the ass.