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"You’re a beast," I panted, and it wasn’t an insult

He pinnedsole out of his ocean eyes at me

I didn’t even have to say it aloud We stared at each other and thought the words, a silent conversation with nothing but our starving, devouring eyes

It doesn’t ht It doesn’t ether, and made ourselves and each other feel better for one bittersweet night

I can’t forgive you I can’t and won’t trust you again You betrayed ive s I did to hurt you, to survive after you left, and of course, the things I did to take revenge for the things you did, have daed me beyond all repair

But we didn’t say one word out loud Finally he bent down and kissed me, and it was so soft and so tender as to be devoid of passion

It held so I was afraid to even think

He pulled back with a gasp and started panting like he’d been underwater

After that, he let ht, try three"

~Laurence J Peter

I woke up to a steady knocking on my bedroom door

I cast one bleary-eyed look at Dante, who appeared so deeply asleep as to be unconscious

"What?" I called out, and even then he didn’t twitch He’d always been a sound sleeper

He slept like a guiltless baby, the bastard

No answer Justin a precise, continuous rap Not hard, not soft, not fast, not slow, just steady and deter until I answered that door

But the thing was, I really didn’t want to There was a limited number of people it could be, and not one of them I wanted to see this early Or ever

I wasn’t even dwelling on what they’d discover when I opened that door It was bad enough that I knehat I’d succuht I certainly wasn’t thrilled with the notion of anyone else discovering it, but there was no e could hide it