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Whiskey: Confessions 1
Whiskey: Confessions 1
Whiskey: Confessions 1
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Whiskey: Confessions 1

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I’ve had the longest crush on my dad’s best friend and tonight, while I’m home from college, I’ll find out if he feels the same way about me...

LanguageEnglish
PublisherPia Monroe
Release dateNov 29, 2021
Whiskey: Confessions 1
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Pia Monroe

Pia Monroe is a stay-at-home mum with a degree in Journalism that she could totally use to write the latest news but she'd rather write naughty stories instead. And when she’s not writing those naughty stories, she loves spending time with her family, taking walks on the beach, and drinking peach beer.

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    Whiskey - Pia Monroe

    Whiskey

    Whiskey

    CONFESSIONS #1

    PIA MONROE

    Contents

    Call Me Whiskey

    Fifteen Minutes

    About the Author

    Call Me Whiskey

    It started innocent enough, like most things probably do. A little crush, nothing more, one that begun when I was in high school.

    You’d come by and chat with my father in his study, mostly about business while you sipped your whiskey. Two fingers was how Dad poured them although I didn’t know it then. Dad never shared those things with me, the apple of his eye, the one he didn’t want involved in his business dealings. For that, he left to the boys.

    But eventually I learned, thanks to you.

    Dad was at emergency meeting but you missed his call so you ended up showing up for your regular nightly chats. Since it was pouring rain outside, I asked you to stay a while. The news reports did say flooding in some areas so I couldn’t in good conscience let you back out on the road in such conditions.

    I led you to his study and we talked. You asked me which college I had been accepted to (UCLA) and what my major was going to be (Earth and Environmental Science).

    Unlike my father, you didn’t laugh at that. You thought it was a good choice. You told me environmental analysts paid well.

    You said other things, too, but I can’t remember what they were now. All I can remember is how handsome you looked in your suit, your white shirt unbuttoned at the neck, the way you held that glass of whiskey that I poured for you, remarking at how good a job I did.

    Whiskey, you

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