Authors: Carrie Williams
I never did write that letter to Carlotta, although I do see pictures of her from time to time, in the glossies, on Paco's arm, and then the memories unfold like the petals of a flower at dawn. I still sting a little from the whole affair, but I can't help but retain some affection for her too. She opened up a whole side of me that I didn't know existed, but without which I wasn't complete. Without her I wouldn't have lived as deeply, as richly, as I do.
Daniel knows when it's happening, when a curvy blonde waitress in a diner or a redhead surfer chick on
the beach catches my eye, raises the hairs on the back of my neck, and he knows equally that there'll come a day when I'll bring one of them home. And Dan's ready for whatever role I want him to play in that â if I want him to be involved at all, if I don't keep her all to myself. He knows it's part of me now, and always will be. But we share one another's fantasies, and that's what makes it so exciting. That's what's important. That's what keeps it alive.
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Black Lace books contain sexual fantasies.
In real life, always practise safe sex.
First published in 2007 by
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