Tomorrow Will Be Too Late

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Author: Ellen Wolf
Tags: Erótica, Romance, Literature & Fiction, Contemporary, Romantic
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    ‘I’ll be right back . Wait for me .’ H e turned to her now, his eyes very blue. He looked much more optimistic and relaxed than when she first saw him an hour ago, she thought as she smiled at him encouragingly, hoping that her polite smile was innocent enough for the photographer to pass.
    Justin ruined it all. She saw the resolve in his eyes even before he moved and was ready to step back , but s he was too slow. Suddenly his arms were around her, his mouth coming down to hers in a swift kiss. It was over before it even started , but she knew that somewhere out there, in the forgiving d arkness, someone had just earned his reward for the assignment. She blinked away the tears that suddenly threatened to spill and smiled up to Justin, fully aware that it was most probably the last time they would ever be so close again. Her smile held it all, the hopes and the promises that were about to be dashed and broken. She offered him her heart on a plate and for one crazy moment didn’t care if he knew it.
    ‘ Something to remember me by while you wait , ’ he whispered, his smile weightless. The next second she was free, watching him turn the corner.
    She ran then , a s fast as she could, the high heels of her shoes making it difficult for her to move. She felt her ankle twisting painfully and gasped, ignoring the hot shards of pain that radiated from her pull ed muscle as she limped back in to the bar .
    ‘Just forgot something .’ S he smiled at the puzzled waiter and walked on, locating the second exit and opening the back door with one decisive push. Once outside, she paused, her back pressed against the industrial door. The shoes were the first thing to go, she decided, pulling them off and tossing them in to the dumpster at the back of the restaurant. The thudding sound of them landing in the metal bin made her shiver, her bare feet cold and sensitive on the gravel. She should keep going, she decided, afraid that he might come back to look for her after all.
    The street full of people seemed safe enough , and soon she was blending in, barely anyone noticing her bare feet. She wove her way from store to store, aware of the bigger and bigger distance she put between herself and the bar. In the end , she felt safe enough to flag a cab, slipping into the yellow car with a sigh of relief. She gave the driver her home address and relaxed, her eyes looking at the street outside the window. She didn’t even notice she was crying until the view was too blurry to tell where they were going. She wiped her wet cheeks with the back of her palm, biting her lower lip until she tasted blood. She would not fall apart in a cab, for god ’s sake! The driver would be horrified, his cautious glances in the rear view mirror telling her he was already worried about his passenger. She would have to suck it up just a bit longer, she told herself, as she wrapped her arms around her self , her knuckles white with effort.
    Just a moment longer, and the miserable evening would be over, forever. The memory of Justin’s blue eyes and handsome smile would fade away together with the pain that radiated from her already swollen ankle. And while she was sure she could recover from the physical pain quite easily, she wasn’t so sure about the first part. But she could always hope…

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    ‘ Alice, I don’t know . ’ Kate found herself cornered between the large fridge and the solid slab of the granite countertop in her sister ’s kitche n. She had no escape from Alice’s accusing glare as her sister charged once again. She wasn’t very impressive with her five foot three , hundred and ten pound frame, but whatever Alice lacked in size was made up for with spirit many times over and then some.
    ‘What exactly don’t you know?’ Alice asked, her brown eyes furious. ‘ How many times do you think I ’ m planning on getting married? Is it too much to ask to have my one and only sister be my maid of honor ? Wow, that’s something
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