Sweet Nothings

The dream was hot, sweet, and passionate.

It was actually kind of nice to see her deceased lover again,

until she realized she had woken up to the sound of their voice, whispering sweet nothings from the other side of the bed.

** Hey~ this concludes my little week of “fire and passion”

I wanted to write an erotica. I didn’t finish, so take this micro fiction as a teaser. It’ll be up next week 😉

Look for it then. “Oathbreaker”

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