"Who's that over there?" The man looked at me like I was from outer space, or perhaps like I lived under a rock, maybe a mixture of both. "Him? They call him Full Throttle," he chuckled with a hint of nervousness in his voice. I scrunched my nose up in confusion. "Why?" The man threw his head back and...
And then I felt her lips on mine. It was soft and it was sweet and it was slow. I couldn't move. If I moved it would stop. But we were drunk. And she had a boyfriend. It didn't last longer than 5 seconds but it could've been hours as far as I was concerned. The heat between us was palpable. "Goodnight Harry." Sh...
❝I want you to look me in the eyes and tell me why you can't leave me, Claire!❞ he shouts into the empty room, right at my tearful eyes. ❝Because my feet fail me walking through the door! My knees turn to liquid, my arms lose all strength, and my mind scatters until the only thing I can think about is how I can't lose...