*EXCERPT from The Force of Gravity* He’s no longer in uniform and wears a thin, dark-gray athletic shirt―leaving little to the imagination of what his upper body possesses―with a pair of black athletic pants. He still wears his baseball cap that threatens to hide his beautiful eyes in a way that makes him even more mysterious. The newfound ache swells below me. “Do you mind if I sit for a second?” I ask. Not waiting for an answer, I hop up on the back ledge next to the equipment and let my legs dangle before I cross them. His eyes flicker to my bare legs for a moment, sending a thrill across the back of my thighs. Uncertainty crosses his expression. “This is okay, right?” I say with a timid smile. “It’s not like we’re alone or anything.” He stares at me without a reply―we both know we’re pretty much alone. No one can see us back here. He seems guarded and takes a step back, continuing to watch me without saying a word.
Posted on: Thu, 18 Sep 2014 01:45:50 +0000
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