Mindi rolled her shoulders up and back, drew her shoulder blades down her spine, and concentrated on her breath. But the fiery sky and her hot, wet crotch kept drawing her attention, so she forced the sun to set and emptied the sky.
The only light, a crescent moon and its light dancing off the breaking waves.
But the glow of the moon kept sucking her in, pulling her under, reminding her of Mitch’s white teeth against his dark completion. With his laughter filling her head and visions of his dark-chocolate brown eyes touching her all over, she felt the heat of his hand against the small of her back, his hot breath against her ear, his firm body next to hers, and weight of his arm hooked over her shoulder.
A smile curved her lips; he’d asked for her phone number and said he liked dark hair, black lashes, fair skin, and emerald-green eyes. Cute. Working in sexual attraction while discussing pizza. Yet he lived so far away, her uplifted heart plummeted.
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