![]() The Lost Princess
-- EXCERPT: “Fay, stop it” He let out with a sigh of weariness, reaching for me from across the table but I was out of reach. He rested his slander, delicate hand on the table. His fingers were long and his skin paled, unmarred by any blemish. It was hard to imagine these hands in the heat of passion fucking a woman as powerfully as he said. I looked up and met his hypnotic eyes, looking at me with such wonder and a hint of something I couldn’t really decipher. “I have time for you, always” He added with a small smile. “Why? “Because it’s you.” He replied so softly that it thawed a little of my irritation. “You have to stop being mean.” I chided. “This is not okay,” “But she was -” I shook my head. “It doesn’t matter, she wanted to try her luck so what? It may not have been the most appropriate place but she didn’t do anything wrong and it didn’t warrant your reaction.” “If you dislike me so much, why are you even bothering with me?” he asked coldly and even if his face looked hard, I didn’t miss the glass of hurt in his eyes. “I don’t…dislike you.” I replied tentatively. It was true though, I didn’t. I let out a startled laugh. “God help me. I think I even like you.” He arched his eyebrows, and I saw his tensed shoulder relax under his dressed shirt. “I liked the caring, nice Gareth I see when you’re with me. But, I have a hard time with this version of Gareth – the dismissive, mean Gareth.” I cocked my head to the side. “I don’t like him very much and I have a hard time reconciling both sides of you.” I admitted truthfully. He took a deep breath. “That’s fair. Please, stay.” And I could see yet again he was not the kind of man to ask for anything. He was demanding and this simple request mollified me a little more. ![]()
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Sue G.
1/19/2021 11:26:00 am
This sounds intense!
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