Burning Passion: Love Never Die

Uncle Carlos spend the night here if I want. Want proof?” Megan asked in a weird, creepy voice.

“Huh! Who on earth do you really like? Carlos? Wesley? Curtis? Or

Damon?” Debbie asked.

“I like them all,” Megan answered simply.

“You’re absolutely the biggest ho I’ve ever known. Too bad for you, Carlos‘s married. I’m his wife, and you’re just one of many women who want him.”

“I warned you, but since you’re so stupid, don’t cry when things get tough.” Megan laughed like a happy witch over the phone.

Debbie had never feared anyone before except Carlos. An 18-year-old was definitely no threat to her. What was she thinking? Besides, Carlos wouldn’t cheat on her. He had many opportunities to, and hadn’t done so yet. So was Megan just a madwoman chasing a dream she could never have?

she was saying? After all, Carlos’ family seemed to like Megan a lot more than they Liked Debbie. On the other hand, Carlos

so maybe this was really

“Bring it, Megan!”

“Good!”

phone to my

usual sweet one. She was good at sounding bubbly and innocent. Probably the weapon she used well against Carlos,

and came to the kitchen, where Carlos was cooking

asked when she

the phone so that

Debbie wants to talk to you. I didn’t want

cooking, and then she started yelling at

to be soft and innocent again, that evil, manipulative bitch!’ she