What Happens After Dark
“SHE WAS LIGHTHEADED and wet between the legs from his touch. He was too good-looking, too sure of himself, too sure of her. Picking a buxom brunette just to point out the flaw of her small breasts to her. Or a redhead. Trying to drive home that he needed someone else. Then putting his hand up her skirt.
He made her wet and needy with fear and excitement.
What if she said what she thought, what she wanted? What if she told him she hated the idea of another woman having him and yet a terrible thr...ill raced through her at the same time? What if he got mad? Her life was full of scary what-ifs. She was afraid of things that hadn’t even happened, always trying to come up with ways of making sure they never would happen, anticipating reactions, plotting, planning, keeping her mouth shut, pretending.
He stood at the end of the long bar, his finger crooked at the bartender who was already running from one end to the other, grabbing bottles, glasses, mixers. Yet Luke was the kind of man people jumped for when he signaled.MoreLess
He made her wet and needy with fear and excitement.
What if she said what she thought, what she wanted? What if she told him she hated the idea of another woman having him and yet a terrible thr...ill raced through her at the same time? What if he got mad? Her life was full of scary what-ifs. She was afraid of things that hadn’t even happened, always trying to come up with ways of making sure they never would happen, anticipating reactions, plotting, planning, keeping her mouth shut, pretending.
He stood at the end of the long bar, his finger crooked at the bartender who was already running from one end to the other, grabbing bottles, glasses, mixers. Yet Luke was the kind of man people jumped for when he signaled.MoreLess
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