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

wooden table. “Why does it seem

library since the librarian was actually still here and still

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

her lost before her words actually registered. I cleared my throat a little, picking up

Hey, do you know any jobs available? I kind of need

to her mouth and bit down. She looks to be thinking

do you have

shrugged. “Anything that will hire a high-school student

there’s a strip club that opened downtown about a month

eyes. “Tif I’m

looking at

sorry despite

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

at her and she finally stops.

a few wincing when the librarian woman

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

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

“Thanks Tif, I’d really

Saturdays or on Sundays, so you’d have that

that I told her Tyler

personal to share. Especially the kiss. If I told her about this one, I’d not hear the end of it for days. Probably months

yells this time, her voice pitching loudly with

her ears were certainly sharp, I

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

to my

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