Front Cover Image: Reggie Deanching @RplusMPhoto
Models: Blake Sevani and Gina Sevani
Designer: Inked Imprints
He promised he'd never leave. He should have told me. I could have helped. Max came into my life when I didn’t need a man to define me. He didn’t push his way in... not really. He slowly, tirelessly, and patiently waited. He used that damn smile, day in and day out, and waited until I tumbled head over heels in love with him. My grandma always told me to watch out for the pretty boys. The ones that turn you to mush the first time you lay eyes on them. She never warned me about Maxwell Holzer. If there’s one thing in life I’ve always known, it’s that when something goes up, it will most certainly always come crashing down.
The intense need to be next to her, to smell her, comes over me so I walk across the room and smile brightly when I see her push herself back against the door. From what I remember, that smile got to her last time. I mean, the smile gets me a lot of places, but with Nora it gets me what I want. I stalk closer to her, ignoring the work that needs to get done today, and enjoy watching her body start to react to my nearness. The hitched breath, the pebbled nipples showing through her dress, the goosebumps on her soft skin; all unspoken signs she’s turned on.
“What are you doing?” Nora whispers, watching me move closer to her until I have her boxed in, my hands resting on the door next to her head.
“What I should have done yesterday,” I whisper. My eyes flick to her lips. We’re so close I can feel her breath on me as her lips part. Nora’s body relaxes, her eyes searching mine, every now and then flicking to my lips.
I should do it. I should just fucking kiss her.
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