Giving My Heart

Giving My Heart

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He was just as gorgeous in the morning light then he was last night as the moonlight hit every inch of his strong masculine body. I could still feel every touch and caress as if he was standing directly in front of me, and my lips tingle remembering how our lips fit perfectly together. I knew that I couldn't stand in his doorway ogling him forever because he would eventually wake up and that wouldn't be good for either of us. Clutching my clothes from the night before I took one last glance at the stranger before me knowing that I would never see him again. I turned and walked away only left with my memories of our love making and his shirt that I wore to remember the nameless stranger by.
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My hand slaps against my mouth as I try to shut myself up. Don't make too much noise...or he'll hear you. A vehicle's door opens then slams shut. I don't hear footsteps...but as the minutes go by I begin to hear them; the footsteps get louder and louder and louder, matching the sound of my thundering heart. That's when I see his shadow cast over the ditch...over the place where I tried to hide. "Well," he says with a smile in his voice. "I wonder where he could've gone...the footprints stop here...so I wonder if he just...disappeared?" My body begins to tremble. I can feel it now. The pain. I can feel the pain already. He jumps down into the ditch...he stands directly in front of me, with his back facing me. My hand presses harder against my mouth as I try to suppress my whimper, but it's way too late now. But his body tenses up when he hears it. He laughs bitterly as he turns around slowly, and his eyes cut through my camouflage easily. "There you are."

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