They got ready to sleep. By the foot of the bed, Adrienne watched Justin come closer to her. He took her face in both of his hands.
“My sweet, beautiful Adrienne…” he whispered.
Then he kissed her gently. He wrapped his arms around her waist. She kissed him back and wrapped her arms around his neck.
He unbuttoned the shirt she was wearing. And soon, they were kissing each other passionately. She took his shirt off. He nuzzled her neck. She moaned. She felt the familiar desire creeping in her every vein, slowly consuming her, blocking her senses.
Adrienne thought she wouldn’t feel like this anymore. For days, she thought that all she could do was call Justin’s memory to her mind, just so she could feel alive again. Because she thought it was over. That she had lost him forever.
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