“ Dancing can be addictive if you like it. ”
Good God, you don’t give up.”“Nope.”I laughed, couldn’t help it, and hissmile spread in response to the sound.“I’m sure there are plenty of girls whowant to go out on a date with you.”“There are.”“Wow. Modest aren’t you?”“Why should I be?” he shot back.“And I want to go out on a date with you.Not them.
~ J. Lynn
I started to kiss him back, slower and clumsy where his had been sure, practiced. I was worried I was doing it wrong, but then a deep sound came from him, almost a growl and instinctively Iknew it was a sound of approval.
As long as the sun’s shining, shit can’t be that bad.
Time was a funny and fickle thing. Sometimes there was never enough of it, and other times it stretched out endlessly.
