Prompted by: Jane Blythe
The crazy author says: Okay, this is waaay more insta-lust/attraction/something-or-other than I typically allow my characters but what the hey? Unexplained feelings FTW haha!
“Walk the line, hm?”
“If you only knew.”
I tiptoe my fingers along the edge of his belt. “Not knowing is half the fun.”
“Is it really?”
“For a while.”
His baby blues seem to do the impossible. They harden and soften simultaneously, sucking me into their orbit without warning.
The sensation is addictive.
“Already thinking about the end, Jules?”
No, I’m already a junkie. “I like how you say my name.”
“You didn’t answer the question.”
“What was it?” I actually can’t remember.
He draws me in until our lips nearly connect, carefully spoon-feeding me each word this time, “Thinking about the end?”
Oh, right. I’m not sure if I am. “Maybe.”
“Do I scare you?”
“No.” Definitely not.
“That you might never trust me.” My gut tells me he isn’t capable of trusting anyone.
His mouth skims over mine for a split second. For as long as it takes him to promise, “I will.”
Struggling through the sudden haze, I whisper, “When?”
“When you stop thinking.”
Fair enough. “Are you going to kiss me now?”
“That’s the plan.”
What’s the prompt for next week, guys?
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