"Your bags are very heavy, Angelina," his deep, velvety voice said to me as he got in the car. I was welcomed by his strong cologne, which got my insides churning again. I breathed in deeply his scent. He turned towards me with a raised eyebrow. His eyes...

"Wake up, Angie!" my mom shouts from up the stairs. Dammit! I missed my wake up call. This is why you don't buy a damn iPhone. I drag myself out of my lovely king-sized bed and slowly make my way down the spiral stairs that lead to our grand kitchen. Mom...