Might change it to third person later. +++ There was a smoking hot guy standing in front of me at the post office, with a shaved head and bright blue eyes. I know he had blue eyes because when I came up behind him, he glanced at me in the casual way anyone will glance back at someone approaching...
There were too many things floating along the surface of his mind. Most made little sense, at least in their present order, and harbored too few connections between them. He saw a forest and Courtney flat on a mattress as he pounded behind her; early morning drinking and a missed flight; Willow ...
We’ve been trying to call it a night for a while: over an hour, at least. We’ve been teasing one another all day, and are dying to reach our room. His whispers are getting more filthy, almost uncharacteristic of Richard. But the wedding day has been stretched to snapping, with everyone wanting to...
Sam asked, looking over. She felt kind of dumb saying it, but they were lying on a blanket in a goddamned meadow under a goddamned clear, blue sky filled with a bunch of goddamned puffy, white clouds. She was even wearing a goddamned pink sundress with a matching pink headband. Only pixies and f...