#Book 2- Sequel to But I Rejected You
(could be read as a stand alone)
I reached out to wipe away the tear, but my fingers lingered on her cheek longer than they needed to and soon, my thumb was simply, yet gently, sweeping back and forth against her already dried cheek.
It accidentally brushed her lip. I paused. My eyes instantly flicked from her eyes to them. Pink. Soft. Warm.
I leaned in, momentarily flicking back up to notice her carefully analysing my every movement.
"Don't move." I whispered. She shivered slightly in response, then her eyes slowly closed.
I kissed her.
A story of Love, loss and power.