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“You looked like the world was ending.” “It felt like it.” My hands moved down his chest, exploring. “Your turn.” He kissed my forehead, then my temple. “I almost quit last year. Burned out. The quiet gets heavy sometimes. But then this girl kept showing up, asking smart questions about old manuscripts. Made the days better.” “Me?” I asked, smiling. “You.” His lips found mine again. This kiss had heat behind it. His tongue brushed mine, and I melted into him. My back hit the bookshelf gently. A few books shifted but didn’t fall.

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maybe I’d underestimated it. The sun had dipped below the horizon, leaving the sky inky black, but I hardly noticed. Alessandro was somewhere nearby, probably keeping himself busy, but I was too wrapped up in the pages of this romance novel to care. This one was about some girl—Callie, who’d gotten herself mixed up with this guy, Damian, all brooding and mysterious, the type with a past that could crush him if he let it. But he was in love with her, of course. Only he didn’t say it. Not outright. No, Damian was the kind of guy who spoke in actions, not words.

I swiped to the next comment. Urlah L: Ida is a much better date. She is rich, is a graduate from good universities in UK. She is a girl boss who deserves a man like Anthony. Also, imagine the conjunction of her family bushiness and his? OMG. They are like a prince and princess. Unlike that other trash who only slept her way to that position. She has nothing to offer but her lady parts. Lol. Go, Ida. I’ve always been an admirer.

I was pretty good at it and at the urging of my then girlfriend Julie, had submitted a few to a story site named Erotic escapes where under the pen name hotforteacher I'd gotten some pretty good reviews. Most of my stories were about older women with guys my age and Miss Ross had been the inspiration for many of them. Most of my female leads had the same long dark hair, big brown eyes and perfect full lips as my favorite English teacher. Yes Miss Ross had been the nasty little cougar in my mind and in print many times over the last few months. Shit, I'd even joined her writing discussion group because it met every other Sunday at her house.

No matter how long it was, it was never awkward between us when we saw each other again. Daniel talked about work. Apparently, the architectural firm he’d joined had transferred him temporarily to Monteview for a restoration project that would last a month. “So,” he said, leaning back. “I’ve got an entire month here.” “That’s good. Gives us plenty of time to catch up.” His eyes gleamed. “Does this mean I get to drag you out to dance clubs and strip clubs like the old times?” “Let’s not get ahead of ourselves.” He laughed. “I missed that.”

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I murmur drowsily, reaching for his hand. He pulls my hand to his lips, pressing a warm kiss to my knuckles before lacing our fingers together. His eyes, heavy-lidded with sleep and contentment, find mine. “Yes we are. And we’ll always be together.” *•*•*•*•*•*•*•*•*•*•*•*•*•*•*•* The heavy snowstorm outside Brooke's cabin shows no signs of letting up, but the morning's quiet intimacy between Luke and me has long since been swallowed by the restlessness in the cabin.