Love me, Maddie Mendoza by Amy Oliveira


“Little by little we crossed the line. And I wasn’t strong enough to stop us…”
She’s my everything. Heart, laughter and my best friend.
Since we were five years old the girl next door is a constant in my life.
I’m not stupid enough to jeopardize the only good thing going on for me, even if her body is the only thing I can think about. When her skin is all I want to taste.
It only takes a night to blur the lines, and now I have no idea if I need Maddie Mendoza because she’s my best friend or because I crave something more.
Everyone says a man and a woman can’t be best friends without falling into bed.

We aren’t here to prove them wrong.

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