What are you saying?” I whisper in the dark. Then I feel my hand being grabbed over the glass. “Take a sip and kiss me, Eve. No one will know.”I inhale his scent mixed with the fragrance of the oleanders. I can feel the heat rising off his hand onto mine. The caress in his voice and he invites me with a tone I don’t know how to describe. It’s not an order. It’s not a suggestion. It’s a…temptation.
-R. Otic
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