5
THE TALK
JOHN
After leaving Claudia’s bedroom, I stood in the foyer with Michael. Mr. Claypool had left for the night.
“What’s on your mind, Michael?” I asked as we stood in the quiet house. I glanced up the steps that led to the second floor towards Claudia’s bedroom. I could sense her stir. I wanted to be there with her.
John, she called to me.
It was tearing me apart to be so close to her and not be by her side.
I can feel you’re still here. I don’t want to fall asleep without you. I want you near me.
I bit my lips. Her mouth found my thoughts; she kissed me. It felt so real, her rich and full lips against mine, pressing hard. The wetness of her tongue, the scent of her skin, her fingertips touching my cheek and running through the locks of my hair. I took a quick breath, lost
