Deep into the woods, sunlight streaks through gaps between the palm leaves, yells from your group barely audible— just like the crashing waves by the shoreline.
You’ve been lured away. Away from your lover. Back into the grip of your past.
Minnie pressing you against the rough bark. Your hand grips your phone, still flashing the debauched photos in her bikini she sent you. Bait you had been too weak to ignore
Smirk forms as she parts from your lips, her fingers roams you, perfume, whispers—she invades every sense.
“Did you think I invited you–my ex with only pure intentions?”
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