There are twenty-six letters in the alphabet.Together, they create over one hundred and seventy thousand words.Turns out, there's one four-letter word that haunts my life.It's not hate. It's not love.It's Knox.Everyone has a childhood crush. I just happen to be living with mine.
Well, let me explain that last part.Ever since I can remember, I've been in-love with Knox Brandish.Thick, dark hair, crystal blue eyes, and a grin that could silence a room... moreThere are twenty-six letters in the alphabet.Together, they create over one hundred and seventy thousand words.Turns out, there's one four-letter word that haunts my life.It's not hate. It's not love.It's Knox.Everyone has a childhood crush. I just happen to be living with mine.
Well, let me explain that last part.Ever since I can remember, I've been in-love with Knox Brandish.Thick, dark hair, crystal blue eyes, and a grin that could silence a room. He’s posh and clean, yet from the stubble on his jaw and the strong stammer to his gait, he’s the perfect mixture of rogue and vogue.Pardon me for being overly prolific, but there aren’t enough words to explain how physically attractive I find this man.Knox left town years ago, and I never thought I'd see him again. That is until I found myself stranded in Cincinnati, wearing nothing but a trench coat and lingerie. Long story, don't ask.We shared an unforgettable night, and I assumed I'd never see him again until one day he shows up in town to announce he’s running for Congress. He's trying to win over the hearts of our district, but it's mine that is at play. When he needs a place to stay, my mother invites him to live with us, and it’s a terrible idea.The more I see him, the easier it is to forget why I can't have him.
The closer we become, the further I fall into his stare… and into his bed.I know I’ll be crushed when this ends, yet I can’t stop.Four-letter words can be powerful.Knox is the most potent of all. less
