Trust Is A Work In Progress (editing)

Trust Is A Work In Progress (editing)

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"Like this," he asks moving his gaze down to my lips. My breath hitches in response, and suddenly I'm not so furious anymore. My head instinctively tilts up towards Lucas as he leans in closer. I feel my eyes flutter closed as the butterflies tingle in my stomach. I feel his soft, warm lips press right beside my mouth kissing me. His hands go to my hip and the back of my neck, tugging me closer. He makes a trail of kisses up my face to below my ear. I tangle my hands into his hair, pulling gently in his hair. One of my hands make their way to his cheek trying to pull his lips back to mine, and I hear him chuckle. I sigh and pull back to look at him. "You're such a tease," I mumble with a small smile. He brushes a piece of my hair behind my ear. ******************** @2014 by AnNaGrAc3Y Please don't plazerize my work!!! [Pg 13] Parents Strongly Cautioned
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LUCAS I sat next to her on the couch and brushed her hair from her face. She was all sweaty. " Lucas ..?" She hummed. " I'm here.." " I'm sorry, I'm an embarrassment..." I chuckled. "No you're fine you just drank too much. We were trying to sober you up, then we found you at the bar drinking shots!" It was really a funny sight as I recalled. " Lucas ?" Her eyes pried open again and she stared at me. "Yeah?" " Will you stay with me tonight?" SKYLAR He hugged me again. I could never get enough of his hugs, and still I wanted more. I wanted more than that with him. It hurt so much knowing that it could never be so. "Don't be sorry, I'm just happy I got to you in time." Lucas' voice was so gentle, so sweet and sincere. If I didn't pull away from him I would start to cry again. I held my breath, my hand pressed a little more on his back. As I did this though I felt him tense up from my touch. "S-sorry," I stammer and attempted to pull away, but he brought me back into his chest. "Don't." his voice was firm. "Don't...let go." ********************************************************************* Their near death experience on a flight to NY causes two strangers to meet. After arriving safely on the ground, they realize they can't stand being apart. But their lives are too different and headed in different directions. Will they be able to able to confess their true feelings? Will it make any difference?

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