We’ve been best friends since we were five.

But nothing’s as simple as it seems.

Relationships change and so do people.

Especially now.

When innuendos and hints aren't enough, it’s time to confess.

I’m in love with my best friend.

…And I think I’m too late.

Small Town Girl is created by Stephie Walls, an eGlobal Creative Publishing Signed Author.

Small Town Girl

"I don't think most families are like yours."


She flipped over onto her back and kicked her feet to move her body through the water in graceful, swanlike motions. "More are like mine than you'd think."


"Then you definitely need to move out of the city and find your tribe."


"I have a tribe. I don't have a village." She'd moved back into the shallow end of the pool less than three feet from me. Peyton stood, and the white bikini top left absolutely nothing to the imagination.


My dick stirred in my shorts. I hadn't thought this through. At all. "You want a beer? I don't have any wine." I needed a breather, and cold air would kill any chance of my admiral standing to salute. 


"No, thanks. I need to be able to drive back to the hotel."


Chapter 22