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

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

since the librarian was actually still

the world of fiction. If only she knew, my world was

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

you know any jobs available? I kind of need one by next week.”

the pen to her mouth and bit down.

jobs do you have in

will hire a high-school student and

grins. “Well, there’s a strip club that opened downtown

my eyes. “Tif I’m

The librarian woman snapped, looking at us beneath her

despite knowing that we weren’t even

By the end of the week you’d have thousands of dollars with a

she finally stops. “Okay okay.”

for a few wincing when

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

nothing about baking or sales. Anything was better than cleaning

at her. “Thanks

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

her Tyler had agreed to show me the ropes

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

The librarian yells this time, her voice pitching loudly with

an old woman, her ears were certainly

opens her eyes

to

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