UP MY ALLEY
Chapter 6 ======================================================================================X
... too many and all of the sudden you're stuck with the name Skidmark.
It's not like I could help it! The side effects on the alli bottle said "more frequent stools," not "if you eat a fucking cheeseburger you'll uncontrollably shit oil within five minutes."
But that was three years and seventy-five pounds ago. It's time Emmett let it go already!
Honestly though, I'd endure it all again for this fine physique I'm rocking now.
"Just call me Edward. He has a warped sense of humor," I say, finally taking her hand in mine.
Her smile brightens. "I really like..."
A/N: dear readers... You only have Mama Russett to blame for this... What else was I supposed to do with Skid? xx Hot Tot