Lyndsey taps her fingers against her thigh, impatiently awaiting your arrival. She'd been away on tour for four months and hadn't seen you since the day she left.
Currently, you were oblivious to the hot mess sitting in your living room. A few more steps and you'd be in her presence.
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You open the door, step inside without a second glance and throw your things down before you're roughly shoved stomach first against the wall. An arm wraps it's way around your head and a hand tightly covers your mouth before you can scream. The body holds you firmly against the wall with no room to move.
You try shoving the person back but they don't budge. The best you can do is try to pry their hand away from your mouth. It seems they know just how to overpower you, no matter what you do. Your heart begins to pound harder at your ribcage as a pair of soft lips press against your ear. A husky chuckle sends shivers down your spine.
"Shh."
To be continued.
