Lovers have their ways. Especially us. The romantic part of us preferred breathless phone conversations and instant messages that were just shy of a sexual invitation. The sentimental part of us tended to lounge into each other’s wavelength, fantasizing about...
love
I stand looking at the soft, breathing sea. The breeze feels like your hands on me, warm and loving. Then you are there. Your body like heaven to my senses. Your lips on the nape of my neck. Your heart...
Rhythm and the Blue Line Ch 41
"Back together, at least for a while."
Brody checked the lasagna while he waited for Ryan. He hoped she hadn't gotten stuck in traffic, although he figured she'd call if something like that happened. It seemed strange that the six weeks were over. The only thing wrong...
We were going out for a while, me and him. It was weird how we first met; I was late for a class, when a car pulled up and I didn’t hesitate to get in. We exchanged pleasantries, and I...
Rhythm and the Blue Line Ch 39
"It's a good thing Bax is there."
After watching Brody suffer his concussion, Ryan could not sleep. She laid in bed and dozed fitfully at best, giving up around seven a.m. She dressed quietly to avoid waking Lara and went for a walk. After close to an...
Rhythm and the Blue Line Ch 40
"The playoffs are over, the tour is over -- now what?"
Ryan found herself with time on her hands. The sound check was finished for their next show and she'd had lunch. With a few empty hours in front of her, she considered a swim in the hotel's pool. Upon inspection,...
Rhythm and the Blue Line Ch 38
"It's hard not to be there during a crisis."
Game five back in Washington was even more tightly-contested than game four in Montréal. Brody saw the puck sliding to the corner and charged after it. He caught a flash of white out of the corner of his eye, knew...
I Cried Tonight
"I love him so..."
I cried as I drove home tonight But you didn’t know. I left my heart out in the air And it cracked as it fell. But it’s not the first time My heart has been damaged or contused. Can you...
Sweet serenade of my heart Like heated lips on the skin of my thigh Those brassy tones all soft and mellow Tender music of my lost soul Reaching out from the past To touch me on the morrow. Sweet notes...
He Was My Best Friend
"He and I had been friends, nothing more.. until now."
Hey, this is my first story, and your comments would be greatly appreciated. Please point out things I could improve on. Thanks. He moved a few pieces of hair out of my face and kissed me. I cuddled closer to...