Authors: Addisyn Jacobs
“I’m serious. Even if we end up as just friends. I’d rather have you as a friend than not have you in my life at all,” he said.
“I can’t imagine my life without you as a friend,” I responded, reaching for his hand. He squeezed my fingers, bringing them to his lips for a quick kiss.
When he dropped me off at the hotel, he got out of the car to give me one final hug. We stood there for a couple minutes, bodies pressed together, arms wrapped around each other. It was hard to let go. He kissed me twice, sweet and gentle on my lips. “Bye,” he whispered, resting his forehead against mine.
“Bye,” I whispered back, my voice breaking as I felt the stab of tears behind my eyes. Crap dammit. I would not cry. At least not in front of him. I kissed him one last time then stepped back, turning to walk away. Shoving my sunglasses on to hide my tears, I strode purposefully toward the entrance, willing myself to keep walking. Just before the door, I turned around to see if he was still there.
He was, leaning on his car with his hands in his pockets. Aviators on, he’d been watching me walk away. He blew me a kiss, and I blew one back, pausing to tell myself to remember this moment. He looked unbelievably sexy in his grey suit, with his shirt rumpled and tie strung loosely around his neck.
The rest of the morning passed in a blur. I fumbled through my meetings, replaying the night over and over in my mind, remembering each conversation, each sizzling touch, each meaningful gaze, each mind blowing orgasm we’d given each other.
Later, as my plane took off for Atlanta, I watched the skyline disappear beneath me. I smiled to myself, thinking about what a good trip it had been. My wildest fantasies had come true, and I’d had the best sex of my life. No matter what happened with me and Austin, I would never regret the night we’d spent together. I knew it was one we’d both remember for the rest of our lives.
I discovered my first romance novel in my grandmother’s basement at the innocent age of thirteen. Having never even been kissed, you can imagine my shock when I got to the juicy parts of the book. I’ve read an unhealthy amount of romance novels since then, and last year I decided to try and write one of my own. When I realized how long it would take, I thought it might be better to start off with a short story. I hope you enjoyed reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it.
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Copyright © 2014 by Addisyn Jacobs
This book is a work of fiction. The names, characters, places, and incidents are products of the writer’s imagination or have been used fictitiously and are not to be construed as real. Any resemblance to persons, living or dead, actual events, locales or organizations is entirely coincidental.
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