[Girl_On_Fire]

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(6 Months Later)

The day had finally arrived. Hy was moving in. Moving in!! Alana could barely contain her excitement. She’d been to the bathroom twice and her stomach cramps threatened to send her in there a third time. She glanced at herself in the mirror, fluffed her long, dark hair and gave her pale cheeks a squeeze.

Every conversation they’d had on the phone over the past six months had been better than the last. Was it possible to have better phone sex than real sex with an actual partner? If so, she’d experienced it. Either she’d had lousy lovers before or Chris was going to be the most epic, out-of-body sexual experience she would ever know. It was amazing how he could dominate her with words alone. Her body just seemed to follow his commands so effortlessly.

Hy was perfection. A bit older than she, every line on hys handsome face told a story. Hys classic black and white photos showcased the strong cut of hys jaw, the firm set of hys mouth and the silver-black of hys hair. Hys voice had a tenderness to it she’d never heard before. So confident. So sure.

A strange sound in the distance roused her from her pleasant thoughts. She peered out the window. A large black pick-up truck rounded the corner, sputtering up the narrow street, trailing a black cloud of smoke behind it. Her eyes narrowed as she read the license plate.

It was Chris!

She stifled a giggle.

The truck lurched to a stop in front of her house, letting out a type of firecracker-crossbred-with-a-dying-whale sound that would probably make even the best mechanic back up a step.

Wow.

Moments later, the doorbell rang.

Alana took a deep breath, steeled her nerves, and walked slowly down the stairs. Hys handsome face floated into her mind again. Seconds away. She was just seconds away.

To be continued...