Layla’s pov

I brushed my thumb over the cracked screen of my phone, sighing.

I started typing.

His breath feathered against her lips, creating an ache within her core. She suddenly felt her knees go weak by just the brush of his softness against hers.

Her mouth opened to let him in and their tongues connected

Suddenly the image of the male character changes in my head and now who I’m picturing is Tyler.

I lift my finger to my lips, feeling the slight tingle at the remembrance of what happened yesterday in his room. The way his lips felt against mine. Soft. Really, really soft.

Biting my lip, I resume my typing.

The first brush was like heat, the second like fire and the third had her whole body burning.

She felt like she was pushed into flames as his fingers splayed against the bareness of her back, dancing on the slight sweat that coated her skin. She swore his fingers melted into her skin.

She arched into him, silently telling him she wanted more. Tyler

My eyes widen and I quickly erased the name. I swallowed, moving off the page completely, and placed my phone down.

What the hell was that?!

The scene came to me a lot easier. But mistaking my character’s name Bruno for Tyler was a no no.

“Okay one more line I have to jot down and we’ll be on our way

over at me across the wooden table. “Why does it seem like you’ve seen a

the librarian was actually still here and still scorning

phone and not diving into the world of fiction. If only

looked at her lost before her words actually registered. I cleared my throat a

of need one by next week.” I asked trying to distract her

she pushed the top of the pen to her mouth and bit down. She looks to be thinking

you have in

shrugged. “Anything that will hire a

opened downtown about a month ago. Heard there are open

my eyes. “Tif

looking

winced mouthing a sorry despite

amused. “I was being serious. Heard they pay well too. By the end of the week you’d have thousands of dollars with a body

she finally stops. “Okay okay.” She

huma for a few wincing when the librarian woman shushed

a couple of weeks ago. Things have been going pretty well. Well enough for her to need an extra hand. I can put in a

I knew nothing about baking or sales.

beaming at her. “Thanks Tif,

have that day to babysit the kid and maybe spend more time

Tyler had agreed to show me the

out a lot of details, finding them a little too personal to share. Especially the kiss. If I

The librarian yells this time,

ears were

opens her eyes comically, shakes her

my palm to my mouth,

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