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—because I wasn’t looking for a reason to stay
Elias noted the specific angle of her neck, the way her tendon strained against the salt-slicked skin as he moved inside her.
A Gin Gimlet, Left to Sweat
The legal implications were clear, but the way his thumb traced the line of my jaw was an unarguable counter-brief.
Luster
Her skin was that perfect, translucent white of a blanched almond, and just as firm when I pressed my thumb into the soft meat of her hip.
The Green Room
He tasted like expensive gin and the sort of reckless ambition that only survives in basement clubs after two in the morning.
A Frozen Brass Deadbolt
He looked at me like a breach of contract I couldn't litigate my way out of, all sawdust and winter wind.
Hold the Stem
He didn't use a decanter for the 2012, just let it sit in the glass until the air forced the fruit to give up.