Seeing Sunshine Simmons for the first time was shattering to my ego.
It was like popping open an icy cold Coke on a hot summer’s day, my body chilled at the same time it ignited.
But she didn’t even notice me…
The moment he takes his clothes off on stage, it hits me.
Washboard abs, toned pecs, and that fucking V…
All of it- belongs to Nathanial Owens, my ex best friend.
“Dude, is that?” Dallas leans in.
“Shhh.” My hand slaps his chest.
Watching the woman cross the street, her curvy hips swing left to right, gaining every male’s attention within eye sight.
“I remember that walk.” My cousin mutters, making me want to really hit him.
“Sunshine!” He yells suddenly, causing me to drop to the ground and pretend to tie my shoe.
Fuck. I’m wearing my work boots. No laces.
She glances around quickly, never breaking her stride into the hardware store. It’s enough for me to get a glimpse of her face though. There’s no doubt in my mind anymore; that’s Sunshine Simmons.
She is a Texas girl who is crazy about football. Sapphire has always had a knack for writing, whether it is poems or stories.
She originally studied psychology and that has only added to her passion for writing. Sapphire has two boys and has been married for ten years.
When she’s not busy in her writing cave, she’s busy playing with her three Doberman Pinschers.