The Time Traveller's Tale

The Time Traveller's Tale

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[ON HOLD] The first time Liam Beckett saw Clare Harper, she was a smudge of colour in a black-and-white photograph. She was laughing, a soft pearl of a smile playing on her lips, her eyes shimmering with a secret amusement that seemed to dance just out of the camera's reach. It was a fleeting glance, a moment captured in time, but it was enough to make his heart stumble. "Who was this girl with the silky hair and the mischievous twinkle in her eye?" He had found the photo in a dusty antique shop, tucked away between yellowed pages of forgotten letters and brittle newspaper clippings. The more he stared at her, the more real she seemed to become. And then, one night, she was standing in front of him. How could this happen?
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So many thoughts were running through my mind as Liam and I stood there, face-to-face, ready to do something that could escalate my like for him or even change his perspective of me in a good or bad way. But, why was I so curious about kissing him? Part of me did want to know what it'd feel like, the other part reminded me that this was my first outside a relationship, and we couldn't count his. He sure was really experienced. In the midst of my thoughts, I felt Liam soft hand caress my cheek. My heart pounded in my chest, as he tucked a loose strand of hair behind my ear. His eyes were burning into mine, and I felt his hands travel down my back and around my waist. I felt breathless already. He gently pulled me in close to him, so close that I could feel his heart-beat against mine. An audible gulp escaped me, making him smile. A real one. I could feel the warmth in his voice as he whispered " Don't be scared, I'm not that horrible. " At that moment, I just trusted him. I nodded my head, as he tilted his and slowly leaned in. A wave of heat flooded my entire body as Liam drew me closer and closer, firmly sealing the gap between us. Oh God. This is it. Skylar tries to make the best out of the fact that she was getting married in a year to a perfect stranger, but he's antipathetic, reluctant-the list goes on, and she gets broken countless times.

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