Twice Bitten

Twice Bitten 12
This entry is part 7 of 13 in the series Twice bitten

This entry is part 7 of 13 in the series Twice bitten   My jaw dropped again as soon as we got out of my apartment building. The car parked at the curb was a sleek 2016 Audi A8. Yes, I know my cars, and I loooove the Audi brand. I slanted a look at
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Twice Bitten 11
This entry is part 6 of 13 in the series Twice bitten

This entry is part 6 of 13 in the series Twice bitten   “Daniel? What are you doing here?” I asked incredulously, after I managed to drag my bottom lip off the floor. He grinned. “Happy to see me?” I frowned. “Not really. I don’t understand.” He just kept grinning that wicked grin. “Are you
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Twice Bitten 10
This entry is part 5 of 13 in the series Twice bitten

This entry is part 5 of 13 in the series Twice bitten   My days became very busy and my nights unexciting. After I’m done with the day’s work, all I want to do is crawl into bed and sleep for a week; even my Telemundo suffered a lot. By the time weekend rolled around,
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Twice Bitten 9
This entry is part 4 of 13 in the series Twice bitten

This entry is part 4 of 13 in the series Twice bitten   Naturally, Daniel was waiting for me. I had wasted five minutes downstairs at the reception, so I was about ten minutes late. At least, it was better than the last time. Daniel was engrossed behind his desk, working on his computer. He
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Twice Bitten 8
This entry is part 3 of 13 in the series Twice bitten

This entry is part 3 of 13 in the series Twice bitten   That night, I dreamed of Daniel. In the dream, we were in a swanky restaurant, eating oysters and drinking chilled champagne from flutes. With a violinist playing a rendition of Celine Dion’s ‘My heart will go on’. I thoroughly enjoyed myself in
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Twice Bitten 7
This entry is part 2 of 13 in the series Twice bitten

This entry is part 2 of 13 in the series Twice bitten   It turned out we went to a karaoke club somewhere on the island. I had no intention of taking anything so, I just sat stiffly watching Adelaide down drink after drink. I couldn’t fault her though; she’s the fun-loving type and she
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