When an email invitation to my high school reunion popped up in my inbox, reconnecting with my former classmates seemed like the worst idea ever. In the past year, my once robust and fulfilling life had been reduced to rubble, and spending an evening oohing and aahhhing over photos and videos of my classmates' children and vacations would be just enough to put me over the edge. There was only one person from high school I wanted to spend time with, and his meteoric rise to Hollywood A-list celebrity pretty much guaranteed that he'd never come back to our reunion and finish what we'd started all those years ago...would he?
Brielle Baci loves writing short, smutty stories that will curl her readers' toes and keep them coming back for more! She lives with her cat, Lolly, in a ramshackle Victorian house (that she thinks is haunted) the Pacific Northwest. When Brielle's not writing naughty stories, she can be found scouring flea markets and estate sales for vintage typewriters, quilts, Pyrex, cameras, Christmas ornaments, and school ephemera. She loves the beach, traveling, taking photos, and attempting ambitious DIY-home projects that never go according to plan. Follow Brielle on Twitter (@BrielleBaci) for release information and updates. Have a question for Brielle? She'd love to hear from you! briellebaci@gmail.com