Anita tried not to think about Lucas. She didn't really know him. She didn't want to know him. She kept hoping he'd take one look at her sister and fall in love and well, she'd never see him again.
As it was she laid next to Sebastian on her side, watching him. She combed her fingers through his hair. He sighed with a smile, faking sleep. She put her head on his chest, and her fingertips cradled his abs.
"I don't want to go home," she told him.
He placed his hand on her cheek and drew her in. Finally she felt as if she knew him in one kiss. It was so electric even addictive. This. Being here with him. She didn't want to let him go. She wanted to remember every moment. And when he touched her, it was as if he knew everything about her too. He wasn't thinking about going home anytime soon, either.
Day 18 -nanowrimo
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