Detached Darlings (MAIN STORY)

Detached Darlings (MAIN STORY)

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"Dance with me, beautiful." Loftin held out his hand towards me, his brown eyes sparkling under the disco ball that was spinning above us. "Are you talking to me?" I looked around the room, that was filled with people dancing at Prom. He could be talking to someone else, considering I wasn't as beautiful as some other girls in this room. "Yes, you, Delta Brown. Dance with me." He took my hand and kissed it, and spun me around before we slow danced together. Loftin Taylor sure did sweep my feet out from under me. So many feelings, so much pain, so much confusion. I, Delta Brown, have fallen madly in love, and I'm here to share my love story that lasted for over three years. But will it continue after they move across the country from each other to begin the next chapter of their lives?
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August & Colin | WRU series | book 1 We take risks. We make mistakes. We lie. We love. We hurt. We lose total control. I took a risk. I paid the price. I made a mistake. I felt the guilt. I lied. I lie. I loved. I try not to. I hurt. I still do. I lost control. I'm losing again. I try to stick to my plan, I try to follow my rules, I try to silence my heart, I try to keep control of the domino stones that represent my life. But one domino fell and the rest just followed. *** "We shouldn't do this," he whispers against my lips. I should applaud him for having the strength to act on that thought because I haven't been able to. At one point I wanted to, but his touches made the impulse to stop vanish. Now, the only thing I want to act on is the longing inside my chest as I think about demolishing the space between us. "Do you want to stop?" I can feel his frown against my forehead. He nudges my nose before placing a featherlight kiss on my mouth. His hands slide over my jawline, his thumbs slowly caressing my cheeks. He gives me another kiss. Slow and deliberately, as if he's still debating the answer to my question as he slicks his tongue over mine. He softly sucks on my bottom lip, dragging it with him when he pulls away. "I can't," he confesses before he presses his lips back on mine. *** All Rights Reserved (Do not copy this story, thank you :))

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