“My Father Said You Needed A Wife,” She Whispered… And I Said, “He Was Right”

my name before lightning split the sky. I kissed her, this time desperate and rough and full of everything I’d been holding back—fear, relief, want, and a deeper feeling—and Elena kissed me back at once, tangling her hand in my wet hair. When we finally broke apart, we were both shaking, and after I urged her inside because we needed to get out of continue reading …