Hate Mail

by Donna Marchetti

I’m sorry to hear that your parents are brother and sister.

I wanted to see every photo she had ever taken.

If you were trying to scare me off, you did a terrible job. I need more of you.”

“I don’t want just your body.” He scoots a little closer to me, making my pulse speed up and my body feel a little warmer. He leans in and touches his lips softly to mine. “I want all of you.”

“I didn’t want you to go home thinking that I didn’t want to kiss you.”