RIPPED: A Dark Romance (Killer Lips Book 1) - Plot & Excerpts
Was I dreaming again? But the pillow beside me still bears the indentation of his head. I sink my hand into it. Caressing the memory of his lush hair, the late night/early morning stubble on his chiseled chin. The twenty foot lengths of silk drapery have been pulled back on the artist's view and breakfast is laid out on the small table in front of the windows. I sit up and look all around but Mark is not here- the rooms' empty and I feel empty too without him. Whoever delivered breakfast had come and gone. I could sit at this window watching the world go by on the watery main drag for the rest of my life. There are thick layers of snow piled up on the red and white striped mooring poles sticking out of the canal. Barber's poles I'd called them and Mark laughed as he corrected me. “Briccole.” “Okay then, broccoli poles. I still like the stripes.” How can Josh get so angsty in here when there's so much to observe?
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