“Clark,” she moaned his name again. “Lie down,” she whispered, then closed her eyes again to feign sleep.
Anymore and she was sure he would wake.
He’s probably already scared stiff.
Her eyes closed as she allowed herself to dream of all the possibilities those lips could fulfill.
***End of Part 33***
Comments?
Awwwwwww
I would like to thank Sue S. and her Second Honeymoon for inspiring my characters to take this detour from what my outline said they should be doing at this point.
Aaaahhh... I should have known.
Michael
