Aya runs into a man at the university, or more literally, he runs into her.
Soft slow music was playing, the lights dim and flickering over the mass of people around me. Every movement in the crowd had slowed to match the rhythm, voices were lowered to barely a whisper, and the crazy dancers had subsided to drifting through the club, like a breeze that teased the Mt. Everest peak so used to 60-knot winds. A pair of strong, masculine hands were lightly resting on...Read On
Added: 11 Jan 2013 | Category: Love Stories |
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