“Desire. She imagines walking over to me, pressing her body against mine, kissing my lips until she can't breathe. And more. Her own desire magnifies mine and it is all I can do not to break the bathroom door and pull her from the shower. The water turns on and I listen to it caress her skin. This want of hers is startling in its intensity. I have felt little drips of it before, especially when I say certain things to her. Definitely in the car that time when she leaped on me. But this is someth...ing different. Strong, consuming. Like fire. And I wanted her, too. I get up and change my clothes into the pajamas she'd bought for me, leaving the others folded on top of my trunk. I keep the hat on my head.She starts to sing, to distract herself. Something by Taylor Swift. I listen, watching as the images of the two of us together flow through her mind. The shower goes off and I can hear her getting dressed. She's still humming, only this time it's just random notes. She is doing whatever she can not to think about her desire.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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