A soft chill swept down her body. He's here again. She thought. Her body quivered with a mix of fear and excitement. She looked at the end of her bed and saw him. She waited. He slowly hovered above her body and uttered "I'm here my love. Don't worry. I'm here."
She felt the cold misty sensation of her lover's hand sweep down her bare skin. She was not afraid. She knew him once. Her breath caught in her throat as he pressed his lips to hers. She pulled back for a moment.
"Take me, love. I'm ready." She whispered.
"Not yet. Soon, my love. I promise." He assured her then disappeared into the night.
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Until Death Comes
Mystery / ThrillerMysterious collection of short stories that turn into a bigger story eventually. It's about lovers that we're separated.
