Lightning flashed across the night, throwing skyscrapers into silhouette as another torrent of rainwater broke against my coat. I laughed. Gregory and I ran together, our arms intertwined. It felt good. The thunder growled, vibrating through my chest, competing against my own heartbeat as my feet splashed through puddles that drenched and froze my legs.
We reached the steps of my apartment block…
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7 thoughts on “Elevated”
what a storm hey!
Ooo, nice metaphor. I should have used that 🙂
You are definitely a talented writer and I plan to showcase your work in my magazine as much as possible. We already have another ready to go.
Thank you 🙂 I’m just glad that people enjoy my work, it’s always nice to hear!
I’m looking forward to the other one coming out, whenever that is… just as a hint for regular readers, it’s a little bitter-sweet, so something just a little bit different (but of course still with the erotic theme).
How much you can write about….!
I try 🙂
well try for nature…;)