Author: krazi4twisaga
Rating: NC-17
Summary: They say, “If you love something, you should let it go, if comes back to you, it's yours… if not, then…” you get my point. The thing was he did always come back, so why does it still feel as if he isn’t mine? Now, all I feel I’m left with are memories and the consequences of broken promises…
Teaser:
December 2011
BPOV
“Morning, Nana,” I cheerfully greeted the silver-haired woman with a kiss to her rosy cheek. The first guests of the holiday season had already arrived, and she was standing in the massive industrial-sized kitchen, kneading the dough for her famous homemade buttermilk biscuits and gravy.
Izzy B’s Oasis Bed and Breakfast Mountainside Resort was a vacation hot spot and weekend getaway to some of the most influential people in the world, and Shelly’s homemade buttermilk biscuits and sausage gravy were a big part of why they kept coming back over the years; well, that and our strict policy on privacy.
For a few months every year, I closed down to the general public, and only allowed the country’s most powerful and influential people and Hollywood A-listers, along with their families and friends, to come in and shed their make-up and everyday facades in order to relax and get away from it all…without having to be accosted and harassed by overenthusiastic fans.
And they absolutely loved it.
Of course, that may have something to do with the paparazzi not being allowed within five hundred miles of this place.
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