Anares

“Three
Two
One
Zero, baby”
― Jodi Ellen Malpas, This Man Confessed

“I don't know," I stuttered, "Do you love me?"
His gaze was so intent the entire world seemed to stop. "You tell me. I never stop thinking about you. I worry about you all the time. Every beautiful thing I see reminds me of you. I can't finish my practices in Colorado with out wishing you were around," he said in a steady tone. "You tell me what I feel.”
― Mariana Zapata, The Wall of Winnipeg and Me

“He exhales and pushes his lips to the back of my head. "The harder I try not to hurt you, the more I do. I'm hopeless.”
― Jodi Ellen Malpas, This Man Confessed

“I’m going to get lost in you,” he breathes, his hand traveling back down the curve of my spine to the rear of my thigh. With one gentle tug, he pulls my leg up to rest against his hip, cupping my bum with his other. He searches my eyes desperately. “There’s something here,” he whispers. “I’m not imagining it.”
― Jodi Ellen Malpas, This Man