Every time the phone rang, my heart jumped. Was it Alexander? And when it wasn't him my heart would break into a million pieces. It had been two longs days since I had seen my Gothic mate. I was so preoccupied with Alexander, dreaming of the next time we'd be together, nothing else mattered. I didn't wash the spot where his tender love lips had pressed against my flesh. I was acting like I was straight out of a Gidget movie! What had happened to me? I was losing my edge! For the first time in my life I was really afraid. Afraid of never seeing him again and afraid of being rejected.
Ellen SchreiberThen how about one kiss?โ he said with a sexy grin. โSomething to remember me by?โ ...โIโll give you something to remember me by,โ I said. โThe back of my head.โ I pushed past him and escaped through the door to freedom.
Ellen Schreiber