Authors: Izzy Cullen
What You Do To Me
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This book is dedicated to my husband. Because of
I have never felt an unloved day in fifteen years.
Without your love and
this book would still be in my head with only a thought of being written. Most importantly, thank you for being the best dad I know.
I thinking? Why
I here? Without even
out my phone and
Remind me again what I am doing here and
again why I’m doing it alone?
be going into freak out
mode, I knew
her phone with her.
for the response
at my surroundings and realize
totally out of place. Shit, I so
Feeling the buzz of my phone
ed down at her message and saw her response.
You are learning to live again,
a stronger person
for YOUR GIRLS. Remember
, I offered to go, but you
to do this on your own
so do it!
Then, another buzz of the phone.
Plus it is on
Ugh! The list
the fucking list
Derek and Lexi seem
ed to keep making me stick t
o. I wish
I could rip it up into a million pieces, but
been talked about so much that it
burned into all our brains.
The noise around me grabbed
my attention. OMG,
. Standing in the back of the line
l the people around me. There
not a whole lot of clothes a
nd I actually
a tad overd
ressed, but then again
my reason for being here
the rest of these people. They
grab a few minutes of attention from
here to prove something to myself. I still
believe Lexi and Derek got
the sweet seat in the front center
passes for me to have for a meet and greet
. Shit, front center at an
like a dream come true
I doing here
from my phone
me become alert. Looking at the
I saw it
Stop freaking out! Have fun, but be careful & stay away from the guys with the tattoos
, how well
my friends know me?
could possibly be considered
a tattoo slut. Looking up at the line again, I
that not many peopl
made it through
yet. I thought all these meet and greet the fan things were quick. Smile, take a picture and leave. Why
the guys in
talking so much to everyone in line
be a lot of time for chitchat and I
get my picture to appease Lexi and Derek
and watch the concert
been dying to see forever.
, almost laughing
aloud. Some of those girls were
so funny to watch. Really, who has someone sign their chest? I wouldn’t, but then
my size A tits wouldn’t really excite
guys in the least bit. My eyes shift
the guys in the group. There were
tattoos to drool over. I
couldn’t take my eyes off all the ink. I practically went
weak in the knees.
always loved a man with ink. I remember begging David to get a full arm sleeve, but he was always reluctant. Having both upper arms and his chest done was enough for him. Ugh, I
to stop that. I
to focus on why I
here and pay attention
Digging my camera from my small purse
, I got ready to take
with all the guys. Fuck, who was
going to tak
e the picture? Everyone else had
someone with the
m and here I was all alone. Why didn’t I allow Lexi or Derek to come with me
why I didn’t
friend and mine, but I
him to come
with me for this weekend woul
d not have ended
. I didn’t want to crush him and I didn
’t want to lose him from my life. He
like a brother and lately
just my rock, but the rock that
been there for my girls too.
Oh shit, I
saw that I was up
next. Bringing a palm to my hair
, I tried
own the stray hairs and then I slid
own my side to smooth my shorts.
I felt winded. Christ, why
did I feel
so fucking nervous? These guys could give two
shits less about me and
line. They probably
s meet and greet as much as I
right now. Looking at the ground
the words, “
Walking up to the guys, I tried to look confident, but I felt it really wasn’t working. They all ga
ve me a polite smile and the lead
white, toothy smile at me.
hot. Wow, pictures
t do him justice at all. I couldn’t
help but stare at him.
“So, I see you have a
you like a picture?” Snapping out of my daze, I realize
d Alex had been talking to me.
, “Would you like a picture?”
I finally choke
out a response. “Yes
like an idiot. I then
nobody with me to take the damn picture. “Yes, I would, but I don’t have anyone with me who can take it.”
The guys all smile
and the drummer
“We have staff here,
I’m sure one of them will be
glad to take it.” He then shouted
to someone by the door and waved him over. Looking at
I felt like an idiot. I should have
skipped this meet and greet.
your friends waiting for you out
. His eyes were so intense watching
uncomfortable and excited at the same time.
I said, not
alizing my voice was
and barely above a whisper.
“You came to an
concert by yourself?”