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Clara's Secateurs
She held the steel blades against the vine with the same practiced indifference she used to strike lines from my copy.
Keep Your Hands on the Table
He didn't just play the bass; he wrestled it, his thighs bracketed around the curve of the wood like he was trying to keep it from bolting.
The Fermentation Room
He had her pinned against the cool, damp concrete of the fermentation vat, the smell of yeast and heavy fruit thick enough to choke on.
Parapet
My heels were sinking into the synthetic turf, and Julian was looking at me like I was a layover he didn't mind extending.
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.
November 9th, 9:22 PM
My psoas muscle, usually the first thing to tighten under stress, felt like it was melting into the gallery floor.
Slide the Bolt
She didn’t look like a woman who took the train by necessity; she looked like someone hiding in plain sight, waiting for a reason to stop.
Sit on the Edge
If you don't stop looking at my mouth like it is some quarterly KPI report, I am going to have to actually do something about it.