Adult Fiction
I glanced at the wall clock for the twentieth time. 2:42 a.m.
Sea salt beneathyour running feet.Sand splasheson your mulled lips.
Mio caught Sora’s hand right before he could slide it under her jeans.
Laughter by the glass, clinks of conversation Freudian slips rimmed with inebriation…
Parts 1, 2, 3, 4