Lindsay Anastacio drifted out of a twenty-minute nap somewhere along Utah State Route 142 on the way home to Salt Lake City. The nineteen-year-old struggled to open her eyes and subsequently nestled deeper against the masculine arm she had been holding on...
It was Christmas Eve in the year 2035, and Evan found himself surrounded by his wife's family. He always cherished these moments with his in-laws, especially since he had distanced himself from his own family. The festive atmosphere filled the air, until...
I woke up the next morning on Christmas Eve smelling like cream soap and Rick’s musk. We spent the evening before in the shower trying to clean various forms of sugar, syrup and other stickiness off each other, but there was no hot water heater big enough...
