“Just try it, okay?” he said nevertheless. “Dance with me.” This felt a bit like holding a large piece of wood in his arms. At the same time he was totally in awe that she even still was in his arms. “Danny, relax!” He told her softly and pulled her a little closer. He had started moving with the
With a fake little growl she moved the arm up to where it rested on his shoulder. He nodded. “Big improvement!” He pulled her closer still - close enough to actually feel her breathe. For a moment the breathing seemed to have stopped, though, as if she were holding her breath. He kind of liked th
“I’ve got some pills,” she offered. “Nothing really strong, but…” Even while she said it, she knew that it was silly to try and avoid the unavoidable. This was the end of their insane, little get-together. Well, it had to end sometime. Maybe better sooner than later. Because it could only get craz
Determined not to worry about Sarah until he absolutely had to, he put the pill into his mouth and washed it down. Across the kitchen D had pulled herself up on the countertop, her legs dangling down and her water glass beside her. “Okay,” Joe said as he slipped off his barstool, “I guess I’ll hav
Softly. With those hands sliding back further, her fingertips pushing into his hair, he was starting to feel almost dizzy. And it took all his self-control to keep this an entry-level kind of kiss rather than just pulling her really close and kissing her for what it was worth for as long as she wou
Joe shrugged. “Yeah, but one’s fine too… – and I can really do that myself.” With D already pulling the first pillowcase over one of the pillows, however, he realized that doing this himself with the brace around his hand would have been a bit of a challenge, if not a total embarrassment. Slowly h
D woke up around six-thirty from some annoying bird. That bird had chosen the tree outside her bedroom window for its high-pitched, crazy morning song a few times before. She hated that bird! Growling, she turned around and tried to go back to sleep. But when the memory of the previous night sneak
He sat up and reached for his phone that was lying on his jeans on the coffee table. For the first time since he had arrived in Innsbruck, he actually felt able to deal with what turning on the phone would mean. His hands were trembling slightly as the display lit up. He typed in his pin knowing th