He sat in my courtroom and listened to the details of a case and staring at me with dark eyes that threatened to set me on fire. Juror number eight.
He seems quiet and polite, but there’s something about him that touches something deep and primal within me. Books, songs, and movies make insta love sound wonderful, but there’s an aspect of it that’s rarely mentioned. The fire burns out as quickly as it begins. I know. I’m a county judge who spends her entire day hearing vandalism and assault cases that are often the result of insta love gone bad. Insta love is nothing but a pain in the you-know-what and it’s not something I’ve ever wanted a part of.
I’ve barely heard him say a word, yet the sight of him has my imagination conjuring up one sexy fantasy after another. It’s embarrassing but also the most exciting my life has been in a long time. Is it possible to give into insta lust and avoid the pitfall of insta love?
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