Series: If We Were… #2
line into love?
lifelong dream into reality entails?
will reality make them both ache for the past? Will their promise to love one
another even when they are old become one of the most difficult promises
they’ve ever tried to keep? The prize of forever has never seemed
Reading my sigh, he pulled me around and caught my face softly in his hands,
cradling me like I was a rare gem he was scared to lose. The sun slanted across
his face, his dark hair lifting in the breeze, the strands of black lit with unexpected
fiery hues of red. His lips lowered to mine, dark lashes fluttering against his
cheekbones, and I held my breath, filled with an expectation that could make me
explode. A deep and never-ending wanting that ate at my bones until I was weary
with the needy ache.
the air, rushing out to sea and mixing with the salt and brine in the air.
gasped a lungful of air, wide eyes meeting his.
me, it rushed in my veins, desperate to hit the surface and make itself known.
I opened my mouth, his hot tongue slipping against mine, one of my favourite
things. He cradled my head, tilting me with a mastery that made me a puppet in
to write extraordinary stories about real love. Based south of London with her
husband, three children and a dog with a beard, Anna likes to connect with
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