On her knees, her hands splayed on the sheet as he moved against her…
She grit her teeth together, her whole body trembling, as she tried to pretend something else was happening, as she tried to ignore how she was not okay, as she tried to pretend she could forget him and be well again tomorrow…
He let out a sigh and she struggled to keep the tears inside. She was breathing him in, he was filling her, his whole essence was now in her…
And as Spencer stopped moving, Sam she fell on her side, completely clothed. She had never liked playing Twister, specially when she liked Spencer so much…
