“But I’m really trying here, Sophelia.” Oh, God, thank you for his voice, the way he said my name like that. It was even better when he just said… “Soph…” he said softly, “come on, if I’ve done something to make you feel uncomfortable or like you don’t want to be around me, then just spill it, because that’s the last thing I want to—” I licked my lips, unable to take his apologizing. When his eyes shot to watch my tongue sweep across my bottom lip, I was done. I reached up on my tiptoes, my fists each gripping their share of his shirt for support, and tugged him down..............
COMING SOON!
Best wishes and happy endings,
How could you leave it off like that?? Man, I wonder what's going to drive this story forward.
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