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

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

the librarian was actually still here and still scorning at me

phone and not diving into the world of fiction. If only she knew, my world was enough

registered. I cleared

I kind of need one by next week.” I

to her mouth and

you have in

hire

that opened downtown about

rolled my eyes.

librarian woman snapped, looking at us beneath

a sorry despite knowing

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

glared at her and she finally

wincing when the librarian woman shushed

great enthusiasm. “My uncle’s wife opened her own bakery a couple of weeks ago. Things have been going

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

nodded, beaming at her. “Thanks Tif,

that day to babysit the kid and maybe spend more time learning,”

that I told her Tyler

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

time, her voice

an old woman, her ears

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

palm to

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