Kimber
“I wanna set your world on fire.” He whispered against my lips.
Staring into those light, sea green eyes of his, I asked with zero abandon, “Will you be the gasoline to my light?”
“Light your world up so fucking bright they’ll see that shit all the way past the fucking moon.”
Gasping, I said, “Wow.”
“You want to put your trust in me?” He asked as he brought his hand from the back of my neck and cupped the side of my face.
Knowing with just one word, I could have everything I saw in those turbulent sea green eyes of his that a storm brewing on the coast of Louisiana had nothing on.
Taking in a deep breath, I bit my lip and then nodded.
“Need the words, Kimber. Fucking need them bad.”
And with that, I stood on my tiptoes, so his neck wasn’t bent nearly as bad, and then with my eyes locked with his, I whispered my agreement.
My agreement to have him light up my entire world.
“Yes.”
Sadly... that was all a dream.
Wasn’t it?
And when I heard my phone ping, I opened my eyes... only to see my ceiling and nothing but me, myself, and I in my bed.
However, before I could take another thought, my phone pinged again, and again, and again.
First thing in the morning?
Hurriedly, I reached over and tagged my phone off my nightstand.
What in the world?
Woman’s World Text Thread
Ophelia – Welcome to the club.
Nola – We’re happy to have you.
Soraya – Yeah. We don’t judge.
Agatha – Speak for yourself.
Tempie – They don’t. But you do.
Agatha – Bite me.
Tempie – Ummm.
Me – Umm. Hi.
Ophelia – You're too cute.
Soraya – She is.
