Wyla My trip to Nashville for my sister’s bachelorette trip was going to be my weekend to let go. I was starting my last year of college and I finally felt like I had a plan for my life. I wanted one …
Somehow, I’ve landed myself a do-over and this time we aren’t screwing it up. This time, I don’t want her all to myself. This time we're going to share.
I wear my emotions on my tattoo-covered sleeve, I say all the wrong things and I revel in pissing off a certain redhead far more than I should. In other words, I’m the last …
One night, no names, no kissing had seemed like a good idea until I got a big, fat plus sign on a pregnancy test, and I have no idea who my baby daddy is.
One night away from the falling down brownstone filled with my three best friends, a broody billionaire, and our seven children. Oh, and you can’t forget those adorable raccoon…
