" Beautiful as that is to look at, you probably want a towel. Don't move, I'll be right back." Hey says.
The best I could muster was a muffled 'hmm' followed by 'thanks' on a heavy breath.
Laying on my back, I looked up the ceiling, I tried to bring a hand up to brush across my chest, to enjoy a taste of what we'd done together. But my arm refused to move, heavy as lead.
A heavy contentment had enveloped me, an almost drunken feeling, intoxicated by sex.
Something tight at the back of my brain. That this wasn't quite right.
I really couldn't move/ part of me knew I should be alarmed by the thought, panicked, but I just wanted to lie there.
That's when I heard the footsteps. Not from the bathroom. Not from Kai. But the wrong decision.
Thought my body wouldn't move, my eyes still obeyed. I looked towards where we'd entered, and that's when I saw him.
That's when I was Death.
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The Incredible Nights
FantasyThe Incredible Nights At some point in our lives, almost all of us say, 'I stared Death in the face'. Nobody means it, not literally. Maybe you have a car accident, or a heart attack. Either you thought you were going to die, or you watched someone...
