BLAKE
The air was so stuffy, and I tried hard not to break at the tension that I was feeling. It was palpable, and made my palm sweaty. I could feel the heat of Diana’s thighs as it pressed against mine, and the urge to bury myself in her bosoms rocked me.
I peaked a glance at her, and noted she was looking down at the wet floor. She was shaking, but holding her legs tightly as though it would give her courage. I still couldn’t believe that she would come out here to meet me like this.
"Blake, I don’t have so much time," she whispered.
I nodded, despite the fact that she wasn’t even looking at me. "I know. It’s just that I have a lot that has to be said, and I don’t even know where to start. I don’t want to scare you with these tales, and lose you," I whispered.
She let out a breath.
