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

on the paper as she looks over at me across the wooden table. “Why does it seem like

empty library since the librarian was actually still here and still scorning at me from across the

on my phone and not diving into the world of fiction. If

actually registered. I cleared my throat a little, picking

jobs available? I kind of need one by next week.” I asked trying to distract her from

pushed the top of the pen to her mouth and bit

you have

hire a

grins. “Well, there’s a strip club that opened downtown about a month ago. Heard there are

rolled my eyes.

librarian woman snapped, looking at us

winced mouthing a sorry despite knowing that we

serious. Heard they pay well too. By the end of the week you’d have thousands of dollars with a body like yours.” She

her and she finally stops. “Okay

when the librarian woman shushed us

wife opened her own bakery a couple of weeks ago. Things have been going pretty well. Well enough for her to need an extra

made me excited even though I knew nothing about baking or sales.

at her. “Thanks Tif, I’d really appreciate

on Saturdays or on Sundays, so you’d have that day to babysit the kid and maybe spend more time learning,” She winks

now regretting that I told her Tyler had agreed

Especially the kiss. If I told her about this one,

yells this time, her voice

woman, her ears were certainly sharp, I

Tiffany mocked as she opens her eyes comically, shakes

my palm to my mouth,

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