So sorry this was the same as Chapter Nine! Total error of sight of my part. It's fixed now.
Prompt 19 - http:/bit[.]ly/hoJ23J
Disclaimer: Owning the words, doesn't mean I own anything else.
I sighed as I caught up to the slight mess we'd made.
At some point we'd bumped into the tree, knocking ornaments loose.
I couldn't remember that, though the evidence was clear.
I could remember the way my heart had tripped over itself.
And the way he lit my body like matchbooks.
The way he felt pressed against me without space or breath between.
Mostly, I remembered the way he'd stopped with a rushed, "Wait, no. Not now."
And then the way he'd left.
This time, we'd gotten as far as my pants off.
But not my Christmas tights underneath.