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

pen on the paper as she looks over at me across the wooden table. “Why does it seem like you’ve seen a ghost?” She whispered

since the librarian was actually still here and still scorning at me

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

actually registered. I cleared

kind of need one by

her mouth and bit down.

jobs do you have

hire a

club that opened downtown about a month ago. Heard there

rolled my eyes. “Tif

woman snapped, looking

a sorry despite knowing that we weren’t

looks more amused. “I was being serious. Heard they pay well too. By the end of the

she finally stops. “Okay

a few wincing when the librarian woman shushed

end of her pen for a couple more seconds, Tif finally said with great enthusiasm. “My uncle’s wife opened her own bakery a couple of weeks ago. Things have been going pretty well. Well enough for her to

about baking or sales. Anything was better than

her. “Thanks Tif, I’d really

have that day to babysit the kid and maybe spend more

regretting that I told her Tyler had

of details, finding them a little too personal to share. Especially the kiss. If I told her about this one, I’d not hear the end of it for days. Probably

time, her voice

her ears were certainly

her eyes comically, shakes her

my palm to my

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