Hey everyone! This was a flash for my friend Quinn's author site. Um…it had a prompt. I think something about tea? I don't remember lol. But I hope you like it!
Thank you to everyone who takes the time out to read these and to kitchmill for always helping me! You're the best!
Disclaimer: Twilight isn't mine. Never will be.
I watch her perfect exterior, not a hair out of place as my eyes travel down her body. The memory of her delicate skin against mine sends tingles through my fingertips.
I remember the night before, tracing her cheek and holding her face in my hands as if she were made of porcelain. I tried to be as gentle with her as possible, even ghosting my lips against hers when I dimmed the lights.
However, it was like I took a shot of whiskey as my whole world flipped in a second. She sprang at me with such hunger and desire, as if she was a hunter and I her prey.
The scratches on my back are proof that the exterior she puts up doesn't match who she really is inside.
I give her a small smile as I walk by. Her eyes flitter to mine for a second then look away, her expression bored. But her eyes, the way the brown irises light up tells me a different story.
The hunger is still there.
The fire that fills her when we are alone seems to shoot from her eyes like lasers.
She is the mayor's daughter. Forbidden.
But she is worth it.
A/N: OH, before I forget. I believe I mentioned it here before, but the First Time Fumbles contest is my first time fumble, if you will, when it comes to contests and our deadline for submission is the 7th. We have some really awesome entries and they are totally worth checking out! Please leave them some love!