A short book to the beginning of "A Poetic Life" series.
Amanda finds herself going through the motions of each day without any energy as if each step she took was the hardest and the sludge she was walking through wasn't going to go away. With a three month old failed marriage on her back, three children, another on the way and no means of communication with the outside world she turns to her parents and a familiar stranger for support.. Will Amanda find her way out of the rut she’s stuck in or is she doomed to deal with the black smog that lingers over her head? Read to find out what happens in “Tangled Thoughts”
Excerpt
He could have reached my thoughts with ease if he continued to stare at me with his undress me eyes. It’s been a long time since I’ve experienced such a passionate pull. I felt like a virgin all over again, having my first sexual encounter. I could hear my subconscious saying “Wait! We’re allowed to do this?”(Sounding much like an inexperienced 18 year old girl) I can have it and I WANT it so badly! But, I couldn’t help but admire the broadness of his shoulders and his tattoos for a while longer. Staring at any of his sexy features could cause any lonely woman to climax immediately, but my eyes are for observation and so are my fingertips as I gently slid my index finger from his hand to his left ear. Circling around to position myself behind him, I bend over to brush his ear with my lips. “I want this to be a sweet agonizing pain.” I whisper to him with the notion to seduce in my voice. I could easily wrap myself up in a world of observing every curve, tattoo, line and, outlined muscle of his tempting temple of a body. His observations seem to be serving him well too. I can see the flame burning in his eyes as if he wanted to jump out of his chair and slowly pull back the layers of my form fitting clothes as if I was a Pillsbury buttery biscuit. I have to say the first time meeting each other face to face has us both yearning for the inevitable but we are surprisingly both able to keep our composure even if it is a tantalizing one.
There was no vacant space to house any other thought
aside from completely, and spiritually inner twinning myself with the beautiful being standing in front of me.. boarder
lining between begging and demanding to be taken by an inevitable neither of us can control…
(Tangled Thoughts)
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