Chapter 2

Alan pov

 

Hazel Mango or whatever her last name is, can’t quit.

 

It’s not because of her curves, though I notice them every damn day.

 

The way her skirt clings when she bends, the way she ties her hair up so tight it makes me wonder what it would look like loose. She’s the kind of woman you don’t forget when she leaves a room. But that isn’t why I can’t let her go.