I still can’t forget him. His golden eyes. The sinful things he whispered in my ear. The mark he’d left on the side of my neck.
No man since has compared to him. But I’ll never see him again. He disappeared without a trace.
But when I run into a man who looks just like him on Main Street? I can’t let it go. It’s him, I know it’s him. And I’m going to prove it.
I’ll do anything to feel his hands on me again.
