Yep, I've been away for far too long. Good news is I've had a chance to work on my novel (Restoring Experience), and I have more six-sentence tidbits to share with you. I hope you enjoy this one, from the end of Chapter 6.
When our whispering voices faded into the dripping remnants of the storm in the potted azalea bushes bordering the terrace, Michael reached again for my hand. Relaxed, I hesitated an instant too long, and the unfamiliar contours of his fingers closed around mine. My breath caught, a mixture of guilt and something that felt surprisingly like pleasure. The chemistry between our skin was electric. I may forget our conversations, or the exact color of his eyes, the texture of his hair. But I will never forget that first touch.
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