It is the day after a weekend spent with Tyler in absolute bliss. The wedding was breathtaking and so were the moments of intimacy that I spent in his arms. The way he held me and the way he made me feel was once a reminder of the feelings that we both share but are yet too afraid to mention. Yes, every minute of the weekend that we shared together was against all our rules, though we did not seem to care at all for we broke them over and over again without any fail. What else is breaking them without fail, is waking up this morning with his glorious sight next to me.He is lying next to me with his body completely exposed; he is still sleeping. He looks so innocent; under that facade is a hungry man. A man wanting love just as bad as I do. His body screams perfection. Behind those closed lids are the most beautiful brown eyes that can see straight into your soul. A perfect chiseled jaw, a tantalizing bronze skin, a chest so hot it can melt butter, his rippled abs beg to be t

It's been a month since I left that town, which name I still cannot say. Living in this horribly overpriced hotel room is completely my own fault. There have been so many house showings that I have gone to, but I still do not want to buy into one and settle down. I hate everything about this city. Of all the places in this world, this is one of the last places I want to be in.The only good thing in my life that has happened so far is my new job. I decided to get a job to help me pass the time and make me not fall apart. I am the new sex columnist for the magazine where Tyler and I got some of our ideas from. I figured that if I can not have mind-blowing sex every day, at least I can write about it.This morning I came up with a better solution for my living arrangements. It's bold and definitely crazy, I might even regret it, but I don't care; I don't want to be in this city.So I pick up my phone and dial his number.“Luke.”

That was close, even closer than before. I love that thrill, that thrill of almost being caught. It is almost as good as the thrill I get having sex. Maybe not almost; I enjoy pushing my body to its limits.I make it back home in the fastest time I think it is even possible. I make it just in time for dinner with Luke.“Jenna.”“Yes, Luke”“Did you sort your furniture out?”“No, Tyler showed up.”“He never is in town so much. Guess he will come past here soon.”“I don't want to talk about him.”“Dinner is almost ready. Do you want to sit out on the deck?”“Sure, it is a nice evening outside.”“How can you write about sex if you are not currently having any sex?”“Who says I'm not?”“How were you writing yesterday then? Unless if you were fucking me and I did not know about it.

...Tyler POV... "You just missed them, Tyler." "Was it her?" "Yes, she was with Luke." "For fuck sakes." "Do you know where they were off too?" "Something about her meeting her mother in town." "Her mother is dead." Just as I pull onto the main road into town, I see them in the rearview mirror going out of town from the linin sho. "Where are they?" "You just missed them." "Where are they going?" "They are going to Luke’s house." "For fuck sakes. He is dead." I met this woman; in fact, woman is not enough to describe how exquisite she is. I found her in her car on the side of a deserted road in a wedding dress, listening to Brittney with no gas in her tank.  

So I have just landed my ass into jail, and I do not regret it the least bit. Given the chance, I would do it again; the next time, I will break something more permanent. The only thing I do regret is sitting next to me, Luke. He did not want me to spend the night here alone, so he punched Tyler; I must say there is a part of me that enjoyed it."Jenna, please lay down on my lap and get some rest.""But what about you, Luke?""I am fine. I am worried about you.""I am sorry.""Don't be; she had it coming.""But now you stuck in here with me.""I was not going to leave you in here alone.""What is going to happen to us?""We will find out in the morning. Now lay down."I lay my head down on Luke's lap. His one hand is resting on my side; the other is caressing my cheek. His hand is soft and gentle; it is sending a warm feeling throughout my body, it is not the warmth you get from a blanket but the warmth you get fr