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

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

librarian was actually still here and still

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

words actually registered. I cleared my throat

available? I kind of need one by next week.”

furrowed as she pushed the top of the pen to her

jobs do you have in

“Anything that will hire a high-school student and

a strip club that opened downtown about a month ago. Heard there are open

my eyes. “Tif I’m

looking at us beneath

despite

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

and she finally stops. “Okay okay.”

wincing when

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

me excited even though I knew nothing about baking or sales. Anything was better

nodded, beaming at her. “Thanks

bonus is that she doesn’t open on Saturdays or on Sundays, so you’d have that day to babysit

that I told her Tyler had agreed to show me

lot of details, finding them a little too personal to share. Especially the kiss. If I told her about this one, I’d

librarian yells this time,

her ears were certainly sharp, I thought

mood today.” Tiffany mocked as she opens her eyes comically, shakes her body

to

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