Jessica’s whisper, "But first… tell me if you missed me,"

Who was she looking at over there ,

And if I missed her? God, it was more than missing. It was an ache,if she knew what I did watching her video ,I found myself caressing her face as every sensible cell in my body screamed danger, run, lie. But the other cells, the ones that had been woken up by that masked bastard, the ones that were just... hungry, they pulled me in.

I looked into her eyes and I could see my reflection, we both stared at each other. There was hunger and desire. The forbidden, desperate kind. It...