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

librarian was actually still here

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

words actually registered. I

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

as she pushed the top of the pen to her mouth and bit down. She looks to be thinking so I let

do you have

will hire a high-school student

suddenly grins. “Well, there’s a strip club that opened downtown about a month ago. Heard there

eyes.

The librarian woman snapped, looking at us beneath her

a sorry despite

By the end of the

and she finally stops. “Okay okay.”

few wincing when the librarian woman shushed

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

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

beaming at her. “Thanks Tif, I’d really appreciate

you’d have that day

regretting that I told her Tyler

personal to share. Especially the kiss. If I told her about this one, I’d not

time, her

woman, her ears were certainly sharp, I thought

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

palm to my

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