He studied my appearance carefully. “You cut your hair.” “Yes. Do you like it?” “That depends. How long is it?” I pulled a curl down and showed him it ended just past my shoulder. He grunted, “That’s still long enough, so I like it.” “Long enough for what?” “Long enough for a man to run his hands through. Jun 15, 2024 - Fabian Biese>
What made me run away was doubtless not so much the fear of settling down, but of settling down permanently in something ugly. Jun 15, 2024 - Fabian Biese>
Mine was the twilight and the morning. Mine was a world of rooftops and love songs. Jun 15, 2024 - Fabian Biese>
We looked at each other for a minute, not saying anything, but I could feel the air between us shift. It became thick, sultry, and tangible—like when the air changes right before a storm. I could feel its power envelop me as it brushed across my skin. Even though I couldn’t see it, I knew a storm was coming. Jun 15, 2024 - Fabian Biese>
When we first met, I didn't want to get involved with anyone. I didn't have the time or energy, and I wasn't sure that I was ready for it. But you were so good to me, and I got swept up in that. And little by little, I found myself falling in love with you. Jun 15, 2024 - Fabian Biese>
I could feel the warmth of his presence as if a soft blanket had been wrapped around my soul, around my heart. It held me and protected me. It sheltered me and I knew I wasn’t alone anymore. Jun 15, 2024 - Fabian Biese>