The next part of the Gone…. #amwriting #thegone
He pushes his way inside and I back up just enough to let me feel that I’m safe from being pulled into his arms.
“What’s this about?” he asks.
He looks worried and I try to smile. I want him to feel happy and not worried. I want him to feel I’m capable, but how can he when he saw.
“You saw me.”
I shake my head. “In the shower.”
His eyes darken and I see lust and also concern. He lusts after me… The thought surprises me. I’m no perfect picture. I know that my belly is more rounded than is fashionable, and that my thighs don’t have the sort after gap between them. They touch as I move, but he looks at me as though he could eat me.
“I did, and it took all my control not to go over and hold you.”
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