Spookychild’s writings

To his amazement, it was as if Adara had heard him. She swerved and was strolling away from the airplane. For an instant, Dean believed Adara was going to come to him. Instead, to his disappointment, she went into the hanger. He watched for what seemed like forever. But not detecting Adara again, Dean’s heart fell, more profoundly this time. Finally, he shut his eyes, sighed, and lowered his head onto the car door.
He didn’t remain in that stance long. Disturbances from inside his car abruptly made him jump, the sound of his passenger door closing. He looked inside his vehicle and froze. He supposed he was hallucinating, or maybe he had fallen asleep. There was no way what he was seeing was factual.
“Adara?” He inquired in disbelief.
She glanced at Dean then. She recalled everything now. At least Macdonald’s, his apartment, and what they had performed after he gave her the pain pills. She couldn’t control herself. She had watched and read too many love stories, and she had wanted him to touch her the way she had seen it happen in the movies and read it in the books.

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