Page 20 of Falling for the Photographer

I knew I wanted to have her, forever, the moment she walked out of Lola’s spare room. I knew I wanted to flood her innocent young body with my seed and put those perfect childbearing hips to use.

Kiss her, hold her, love her.

How can I expect her to want that too?

Shaking my head, I tell myself I’m being foolish.

Nobody will ever know how I feel.

Maybe one day, I’ll be able to let her go.

I clench my fists even harder, my knuckles turning white. I’m sure I hear the wood of the table whine under the strain.

That’s a lie. It could never happen.

I’ll never be able to let Faye go.

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