Again

by J.L. Seegars

“Second chances are not given to make things right but to prove we can be better even after a fall.”

I still feel like my legs have been swept out from under me the moment his gaze touches mine because it’s there. It’s all there. Every second of our history is written on his face. Every kiss, every hug, every contended sigh and moan etched inside rings of smoky quartz and gold.

I’ve known her since she was thirteen—back before her body went from straight lines to full, voluptuous curves that are as generous as they are luscious—but she still takes my breath away.

I don’t think I’ve ever been so happy to be ignored by someone, but that’s what Amina does to me. She makes everything—even the most mundane or insulting thing—feel like a gift.

Clearly, she doesn’t know I’ll take anything she’s willing to give me. An insult. A slap to the face. A kick to the balls. As long as she’s close enough to deliver the blow.

I used to love to bend for him. To yield to him. To let him use me for his needs because I could always trust him to meet mine.

“Yes, I would. Tell me what you want, Amina. I’ll give you anything. It’s all yours anyway.”