Counting Stars

"I want you Elodie," he whispered, his lips grazing the sensitive spot right behind ear.

My whole body shivered.

"Tell me to stop, Elodie," his voice huskily commanded.

Don't stop.

I closed my eyes.

Here I was, deciding between the two people whom I loved in this strange, afterlife world. How could I be dead, yet feel so alive? I opened my eyes, keeping them fixed on the evening sky. In the midst of it all, I escaped into my own world.

And began counting stars.

******COMING SOON******

creds to @musicalkey for the lovely cover