Tequila Rose

by Willow Winters

He never takes his eyes off of me. I like it. I crave his attention more than I should.

the second his skin touches mine, electricity ignites, every nerve ending coming alive.

There’s something here and I just need to kiss her. She’ll feel it all too, as soon as she lets me kiss her.

It’s so obvious to me in this moment how much I’m falling for him. He’s sweeter than I remember. He’s gentler than what I used to hold on to.

I want to feel this warmth of falling for him again. I want to feel wanted.