by Ava Delany
He leaned down and pressed a simple kiss to her cheek. When he drew back, she released the knob and gripped his jacket, ready to remove it. He held up a hand to stop her.
“No, you keep it.” He smirked. “That way you have to come back to return it.”
She smiled up at him, then lifted on her toes to kiss his throat and whisper in his ear. “You know I will.”
He grinned and nodded, then turned to walk back the way they’d come. She watched him saunter down the hall back toward the quad. She certainly would see him again.
Soon and often.
Biography
Ava Delany is an alter ego, the dark and erotic side of an enigma. She comes out to play in the consummate darkness of midnight and hides again with the coming sun. Who is she? Hard to tell. You may enjoy trying to discover her secrets if you come into her world and fool around in the dark.
Come explore her playground.
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