Publisher's Synopsis
I hooked desperately around me.
No one was looking: I would be to..
No. It was wrong.
But don't the ends justify the means? The only issue was, I didn't know what my ends were. I didn't know why I wanted to do it.
All I knew is that something inside me had to. I needed it.
I just didn't know why.
I stared at the ATM in front of me. If I was caught robbing it, my life would be over. Not literally, of course. But I would have a criminal record.
I wasn't going to hurt anyone. I craved the money inside as I'd never craved anything before. I couldn't leave it.
"Hey," a voice purred behind me.
I whirled around. Lips brushed against my forehead and I sagged in relief.
"Theo," I smiled. "You scared me."
