Six Sentence Sunday
Ready for another peek at Thirst for Love? I hope you love reading this part as much as I loved writing it.
She walked toward him, her hips swaying hypnotically under her pale yellow dress. The light fabric threatened to drive him completely out of his mind as it flowed around her like the rhythm of deep red streams coursing through her veins. He fought to maintain his composure and began to work his magic on her.
He inhaled her scent and spoke softly in her ear. “So sweet. So beautiful.”
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