Still Surviving by A.M. Johnson

Still Surviving by A.M. Johnson

Author:A.M. Johnson [Johnson, A.M.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Blue Tulip Publishing
Published: 2016-01-06T22:00:00+00:00


“FINISHED.” TIFF’S ANNOUNCEMENT MADE me open my eyes. I’d drifted off into a half awake/half asleep coma. The warm room, the music, the quiet sound of her machine, her small, hot hands on my back — it relaxed me. “I’ll start the third flower next week, okay?” she said as she rubbed the balm into my skin. My favorite part.

“Sounds good.” I stood, and she handed me a small mirror so I could see her work. “They look sick so far.” My grin was lopsided as I admired the small piece of her I’d have forever.

“Oh my God, I love this song. Let’s dance.” Tiffany’s big hazel eyes were wide, like she couldn’t believe she’d just asked me that. “I mean… you don’t have to.”

“Sweet Jane” by The Cowboy Junkies played smoothly from Tiff’s iPod. This song was all cotton and comfort, so when she asked me to dance, how could I say no? How could I ever say no to her? The song drifted over my skin, her small hands lightly ghosted the flesh of my shoulder, and the shiver that ran down my spine wasn’t something I was used to. She tore down everything I built with just one touch. She destroyed me, and I wanted her to.

“Is this okay?” she whispered. The rosy color of her lips caught my attention. She wasn’t wearing make-up tonight. Being this close to her, I could see the natural color of her skin and the two small freckles that rested along her right cheekbone. It was just her, and it took my fucking breath away. I nodded unwilling to speak. She was fine art; the ink on her arms appeared to move with grace as she reached her hand to my left shoulder. The fluid sound of the guitar poured like honey through the room. Tiffany smiled, and the dark green of her hazel eyes mixed with the brown like smoke to create this perfect color, this unknown gem. They were everything all at once, and I had to look away or I’d be lost to her.

“This is nice.” Tiff reached her hand up and touched my chin, drawing my eyes back to her. “See, it’s not so bad. You just gotta sway with me, loosen up.” She let a gentle laugh escape her full lips, drawing my attention to her mouth. I’d never kissed a girl before, not once. That small part of me was something I wasn’t willing to give away, that was mine, but Tiffany was staking her claim. She had pushed her way into the dark spaces of my soul, and I was helpless to stop her.

The music continued to haunt the room; my eyes on her eyes she moved her hand to my chest. The heat of her palm soaked through my sternum and lit my heart on fire. Tiff let her other hand fall down my arm. The tips of her fingers trailed down the skin. The warm air, mixed with the feeling of her flesh on my flesh, caused goose bumps to erupt down my arm.



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