The last train of the night might just be the start of something good. A Strangers on a Train Story Stung ego or not, Caitlin’s relieved her fizzling relationship is over, even if she’s just been unceremoniously dumped between the copier and a dead ficus tree. At least she has an... read more
“She could begin to feel his heat through their layers and hoped maybe he could feel hers in return. Maybe they’d just melt together, two truffles joining so their mismatched gooey centers might mingle. She blinked at the metaphor, wondering if it was dirty, the idea of his nougat canoodling with her raspberry crème. Freak.”
“His kiss changed, as though she’d clicked him into a different gear, an eager one. This was the kind of kiss that led someplace. Wasn’t it? She was so sex-deprived, if Mark sneezed on her she’d probably have rounded it up to foreplay.”
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