by Stella Noir
“Making a fool of myself,” I add.
“You were adorable,” he says, giving me a kiss on the cheek. “But I want to know more. Rooftops make you feel safe? From what?”
I shrug. “Life in general, I assume.”
“Elaborate.”
“Well, I grew up in that neighborhood, where… you know.”
“Yes,” he says, nodding so I don’t have to actually vocalize it.
“It’s a gruesome area to grow up in. I hated it so much,” I say. “It was loud and dangerous and our little apartment was crowded and dirty. I had no room of my own, no safe and quiet place that I could escape to—except for the rooftop. I could be by myself and safe from all the trouble that was going on downstairs.”
“I see,” he says. “But what did you do up there?”
“Everything,” I say. “A lot of reading. And my homework. I wanted to do good in school so I could get out of that shit hole. The rooftop was the only place where I could find the peaceful and quiet environment I needed.”
He chuckles. “What a good girl.”
“Don’t tease me!” I complain. “It worked out fine, didn’t it?”
I look up at him, casting him a playful frown.
He responds with a warm smile. “Yes, it did.”
I move closer and straighten up to kiss him, but he is faster than me. He puts one hand at the back of my head while the other arm holds me in a tight embrace, pushing me closer to him. Our lips meet, shyly getting a taste of each other before our kiss demands for more. Mars wants me, and he is not shy to show it. His tongue claims mine with relentless need, and the sheer desire with which he takes me causes me to let out a faint moan in between our sensual kiss.
When he lets go of me, we’re both breathing heavily, our bodies heaving with lust and desire for more.
“You know what you should do,” he whispers.
I tilt my head to the side, looking up at him quizzically. “What?”
“I think you should write a book about this,” he says. “It doesn’t matter if it’s just for practice or for finding closure with all of this. I’m sure it would help you in many ways.”
I smile at him. He doesn’t know it, but I have long started to work on a manuscript. It’s not a detailed retelling of his story. Artistic freedom called for some alterations, but he definitely served as an inspiration.
I don’t want him to know about it, yet. It’s a surprise, something that excites me, just like he does.
I turn around and straddle him. His hazel eyes look up at me, displaying need and adoration equally, while his hands wander beneath my dress.
“I may write that book,” I tell him. “One day.”
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Content
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PROLOGUE
CHAPTER ONE
CHAPTER TWO
CHAPTER THREE
CHAPTER FOUR
CHAPTER FIVE
CHAPTER SIX
CHAPTER SEVEN
CHAPTER EIGHT
CHAPTER NINE
CHAPTER TEN
CHAPTER ELEVEN
CHAPTER TWELVE
CHAPTER THIRTEEN
CHAPTER FOURTEEN
CHAPTER FIFTEEN
CHAPTER SIXTEEN
CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
CHAPTER EIGHTEEN
EPILOG
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CHAPTER ONE
CHAPTER TWO
CHAPTER THREE
CHAPTER FOUR
CHAPTER FIVE
CHAPTER SIX
CHAPTER SEVEN
CHAPTER EIGHT
CHAPTER NINE
CHAPTER TEN
CHAPTER ELEVEN
CHAPTER TWELVE
CHAPTER THIRTEEN
CHAPTER FOURTEEN
CHAPTER FIFTEEN
CHAPTER SIXTEEN
CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
CHAPTER EIGHTEEN
CHAPTER NINETEEN
CHAPTER TWENTY
CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE
CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO
CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE
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