Frankie’s merciless eyes softened. They grazed over Cats body provocatively until both sets of eyes met. Cats cheeks began to flush a little and her breaths became shorter. Frankie’s fingertips hovered over Cat’s hips. In that moment, both minds merged and their bodies collided. “I can’t believe I’m letting you do this to me again,”

Cat’s eyes opened lazily. As if they were fighting to stay closed. Somehow, she thought, if her eyes were shut, then the whole world would still be asleep. Sams shillouette dressed the shady wall. It was late Saturday morning. Cat exhaled, dragged herself from the bed and made her way towards the bathroom. She stopped