Sara couldn’t get close enough to Leo. She wanted to make up for kissing Peter, even though he kissed her. She felt guilty, and the guilt was destroying her.
Leo’s hands felt magical as they moved over her body. She needed to feel the heat of his skin, the press of his body. She wanted to be closer to him. As close as she could get.
Leo leaned back and tugged his shirt off, throwing it to the side. Sara did the same, wanting his bare skin against hers. They came back together quickly, both searching for the other with their mouths and hands, needing the connection.
They kissed like they had all the time in the world. Sara told herself they did, even though she was leaving soon. In less than a month, she would be gone. Moved on to a new place with new people and a new job and no Leo. It
