I was not Alice.
I could not envision the future in any certain terms, predict the stock market, or follow the threads of fate.
I don't think even Alice could have foreseen this future.
One where Bella threw herself forward.
Wrapped those painfully slender arms around my neck.
And crushed those dry, cracked lips to my own.
It took everything I had not to moan like a bestial savage.
I may as well have been plucked from the bowels of the ninth circle and placed right on heaven's doorstep.
Moisture registered then.
Dripping down those lovely hollow cheeks.
AUTHOR'S NOTE
Way more of these lately than I want, but FF isn't showing this is updated for me for whatever reason, so you all get to benefit from me trying to do a mobile update. My "true" drabble is well and truly ruined lol
Also, please don't kill me for this - he is NOT getting off that easy I swear. You just have to be patient.
Happy weekend!