Van
Lifting the bottle of wine, I knew that I was losing my battle with myself. The restraint I'd exercised throughout the day disappeared with the sunlight. Much like the wolves that came and went from my property, I had my prey in my sights and any self-control I'd forced myself to exhibit waned with each passing second. My hunger was growing to the point of starvation, and it wasn't food that I sought.
Julia walked beyond the sofa and fireplace to the windows and stared out toward the bay. “I can't describe how I feel right now." She spun toward me. “It's new."
I could stare at her for hours. Julia carried herself in a way that exhibited confidence and need at the same time. The dichotomy was fascinating. Her openness and honesty were inviting. It wasn't simply her beauty and her yo
