Iโve been thinking about that proof I spoke of last time โ that youโre where youโre supposed to be. And it occurred to me, can you prove youโd be better off somewhere else? If youโd have left the state, your relationship would have ended still. Maybe youโd have even blamed yourself, not knowing that it was doomed because of him, either way. Instead, youโre here. You got dumped, skipped class, and met the best econ tutor at the university! Who knows, maybe Iโll make you fall in love with economics.
Tammara WebberShe shuddered. โWhat is it with slobbery kissers? Are they trying to drown us in spit? I mean, Jesus, swallow every now and then.
Tammara WebberThere's something uncontaminated about her, and I don't even mean sexually or whatever. I mean the way she is, at her core. Like when you wake up and the world has been blanketed by snow overnight, and not a single footstep or tire track has spoiled the untouched perfection of it.
Tammara WebberWait." "Stop?" I bit my lip and nodded. "Stop everything, or just go no further?" "Just...just no further." "Done." He gathered me into his arms and kissed me, one hand tangled in my hair and the other one caressing down my back, our hearts pulsing out a cadence that the musician in me translated into a concert of lust.
Tammara Webber