Fiction: The Love Interest
She hadn’t stopped thinking about Ian since that night, and it seemed like such a waste to walk away from someone who might be worth sticking around for.
Read MoreShe hadn’t stopped thinking about Ian since that night, and it seemed like such a waste to walk away from someone who might be worth sticking around for.
Read MoreIt was the dress. It really was the dress. The moment she put it on she wanted someone to take it off. She wanted to feel the deep green silk ripple down her waist, see it pool at her feet as a man stroked his fingers down the smooth expanse of her bare back. Earlier […]
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