The Perfect Spiral Book PDF Free by Ashley Constantine

When the laughter finally died down, we all resumed our seats at the table, my mother still glaring at me. “Did it feel good to punch that son of a bitch?!” Delilah asked, her eyes gleaming. “Mom!” Knox shouted playfully, making us all laugh again. Even my mom. Maybe she wasn’t pissed anymore. “You do…

We pulled back for a few seconds, looking at each other. His fingers caressed the back of my neck. Now I understood why all the girls he’d ever dated or kissed were so smitten with him. I couldn’t help but wonder, What is he like in bed? Wes looked up and around before lifting me…

“What do you want, Knox?” I asked, trying to keep my voice steady. “Damn, I’ve missed you saying my name, baby doll. Wanted to offer you tickets to my game again.” It’s strange how he was pretending the other night hadn’t happened. Like he hadn’t driven across the city to see me. Like he hadn’t…

The next few days passed in a blur. I kept myself busy-packing, pretending to be excited about the trip, and dodging reality every time my phone lit up. I ignored Wes’s texts and calls, partly because I didn’t know what to say… but mostly because I knew if my brothers found out, it would turn…

“Here you ladies are, check the screens to see where your gate is so you’re on time and have a safe flight,” she said, beaming at us. We thanked her and walked through security, then spent some time browsing the shops. When we finally boarded the plane, we sank into plush cream leather seats that…

I spun away from him and made a beeline for the pantry to get an ingredient for the pancakes. I stood on my tiptoes, reaching for the baking powder on the top shelf, muttering curses under my breath as my fingers barely grazed the edge. Footsteps behind me, and before I could protest, a warm…

And right now, that face was on the other end of the line. He sounded older, rougher-but I knew that voice like I knew my own heartbeat. “Alex,” he said again, voice gentler this time, but edged with concern. “Are you crying?” I sniffled, hastily wiping my face. “No. It’s nothing. Wrong call. I didn’t…

“Who the fuck is this?” he snapped, voice hard and rising. He started to puff himself up, taking a step forward, but when Knox stood to his full height, all six-foot-five inches of him, Drew faltered. “Wait… you’re-Knox Carter? The quarterback?” “Sorry, I sign autographs for children, but not man-children,” Knox said with a smirk….

But I didn’t. It felt good to be wanted after what Drew had just done to me. And then I remembered-I was still wearing the black lingerie under my hoodie. Suddenly, I wanted to see how he’d react to it. He was so close now I could smell him-clean and warm, like cedarwood and something…

We walked across campus to the party and found a booming house with people everywhere outside. She took my hand in hers, and we confidently strutted to the entrance of the house, the music’s beat vibrating on my skin as we approached. As we stepped into the pulsating house, all eyes were magnetically drawn to…