Girl Crush

I was done. Done with men. Women say it all the time; they get fed up, throw their hands in the air, and vow a life of celibacy—until the next chiseled chest comes into view and then they’re foaming at the mouth and wiping the drool from their chins. But this was different, I really meant it. I’d been manhandled by the last pig that would ever bring his sausage near me. After one of the nastiest divorces in history, followed by some of the crudest and raunchiest dates, I’d decided to bat for the other team. …At least I tried. But creating the next Brat Pack hadn’t been on the agenda. Neither had my date’s brother, Collier West. And I wasn’t prepared for finding true love at the end of my gal-pal tryst. Girl Crush is created by Stephie Walls, an eGlobal Creative Publishing Signed Author.

Stephie Walls · Urban

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Chapter 41

The two of them bickered back and forth about the apparent cause of Ronnie's stay with Holden and Janelle. Twelve-hundred-dollar Christian Louboutin over-the-knee leather boots. V was lucky it had only taken Trish three days.

"You didn't seem to mind when I showed up to bed with nothing else on but those boots you've continuously bitched about." Ronnie never knew when to shut up.

"That was before I realized we could have made a house payment instead of adorning your feet."

"It's not like we can't afford them. Why do you care?" I could hear the pout in Ronnie's voice from the back seat.

"Because we're never going to have a baby if you don't stop spending money!"

Whoa. That was not something I'd expected to hear. Ronnie and I hadn't talked the way we normally did in recent weeks, but this revelation warranted a phone call-she should have made time.

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