CALL GIRL #1
“Crap, stop! George, stop it!”
“Only if you admit it.”
“You’re a…grown man,” I breathed, squirming. “You don’t need the validation from teenaged memories to prove our love was real!”
“Yes. I do.” He covered my mouth with his in one swift movement, plunging his tongue between my lips. His fingers still, and I buried mine in his hair as he continued a delicious assault of my mouth. “And ‘was’? No, Bambi. There’s no ‘was’ about it. When you have a love that runs as deep as ours, it’s always alive and very, very real. It doesn’t die just because time passes.”