The only bad book was a book that didn't have any pages in it.
Chelsea M. Cameronthat once people decided what they thought of you, that was it. You'd been judged. You got a stamp on your forehead that you could never wash off.
Chelsea M. CameronSubject: You're totally picturing me naked right now
Missy,
So how about you and I head up to the stacks to do some “shelving”?
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Subject: Challenge accepted
Mr. Zaccadelli,
If you keep this up, I'm going to report you to the workplace hotline for harassment. They don't take kindly to tattooed, guitar-playing dudes making advances toward sweet, innocent girls. Game ON.
Sincerely,
The Girl You Will Never Have
P.S. Esquire? You are so full of shit.
Subject: Get back to work
Missy,
You're distracting me from the very important topic of workplace safety. How would you feel if I improperly climbed a ladder due to not learning the proper procedure and then fell to my death?
Always,
The Boy You Dream About
P.S. I'm also a lost prince from a faraway land. Want to do me now?
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Subject: Not a chance
Missy,
I accept your challenge, and may I remind you, that if you want me to leave you alone, there is that little bet we have going. Win it, and I'm gone.
Impatiently (and nakedly) yours,
Mr. Hunter Aaron Zaccadelli, esquire.
P.S. Bring it on.
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Subject: This is a work environment and this is harassment
Mr. Zaccadelli,
I am writing to inform you that your proposition has been rejected. Due to both the fact that we are coworkers, as well as roommates, I would find it inappropriate to “visit the stacks” with you. I will reject all further offers at this time. If, in the future, I decide to entertain such an offer, I will inform you via correspondence.
Respectfully (not) yours,
Miss Taylor Caldwell
P.S. Stop fucking emailing me.
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Charlotte didn't just shake my world. She created an earthquake that had irrevocably changed the landscape of my life.
Chelsea M. CameronI'll go anywhere and do anything with you. You're my home. My family.'
'I love you,' she said, kissing me once.
We fell asleep, still in our clothes, her head on my heart.
We can what if ourselves to death, but it won't do anything. The only thing we can do is keep moving even when it feels like you're walking through a pit of cement.
Chelsea M. CameronMots clés move-on
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