Atticus
The moon is out.
The night is silent and dark.
The beach is completely deserted. So are the woods.
I'm sitting out here in the dark on a wooden bench, buried in my coat.
It's precisely 2.00am. I've been waiting for Adaline for two hours now. She hasn't come. I'm willing to wait until morning. Until she comes. I know she'll come. She knows she'll come. All I have to do is wait.
Our sèx is a drug. I can't get enough of it. I'm an addict. Don't you dare take me to rehab. I never want this feeling to stop. I love being an addict for her. I love kissing her. I love touching her. I love fùcking her. I love being inside her. I love holding her. I thought this would be a one time thing but I can't stop. She can't stop. We can't stop.
Footsteps.
Adrenaline rushes through my body whe
