Bab 12: Chapter 12: Thunderstruck

EVAN

So of course, after I finished my delightfully flirty text exchange with the lovely Holly Laurent, I did Google myself. I'm not proud of it, as it's sort of an unspoken agreement we never do that. You just never really want to know how much is out there and what people are saying. It's like authors or actors who say they never read their own reviews.

And, yeah, I can see why she's shying away. Lots of pictures much like the one I warned her about, only most of them I was glad to participate in, and many of them led to other activities which shall not be named.

She probably thinks I'm a total man-whore and she wouldn't be wrong. And really, what do I want from Holly anyway? I'm not a commitment and royal wedding kind of guy. That's not me, or at least it hasn't been. I'm a one-and-done, no-strings guy. And I can tell it's not who she is at all.