As she slammed a metaphorical door on them all, Anna melded into Eric’s embrace, letting her carefully schooled control slip away. She gave free rein to a burning passion previously unknown to her. The prim voices were replaced by the sound of her own racing heart, pounding like a pulse in her ears. She felt weak and thrillingly scared… ecstatic and almost sick… and hungry for him… all at the same time.
The Time It Takes To Die — Chp3-Pt2
Author, D. Denise Dianaty
