Unseen Messages

by Pepper Winters

I loved the way he made me feel as if everything he ever needed dwelled right inside my soul.

I was completely at her mercy. I might be the one touching her body, drawing physical desire. But she was the one touching my soul, wrapping strings around my heart and fastening me to her forever.

Because one thing I was sure of, I was in love with her. Irreversibly, indescribably, completely, madly in bloody love with her.

Every cell relocated in my lips, transforming into mirrors and prisms, desperate for his reflection.

His lips were softer than rabbit fur, softer than satin pillows. Kissing Galloway was like snipping the anchors holding me on earth and floating in utter sweetness.

Because even then, I’d known. I’d felt his soul casting its lure to tempt mine. I felt the barbed hooks making their way slowly into my psyche, webbing our lives together, whether we wanted them to or not.