This week is an independent effort while Six Sunday migrates to its new home.
Here we go, with another six from Frost.
Raw need etched his features, making him the most beautiful sight I’d ever seen. As I stared, his eyes opened and my heart tripped in its paces. I may be half in love with him already.
Coarse fingers tightened around the base of my neck. “Kiss me.” Rhys guided me down to him.
Feel free to wander the familiar paths. I’m sure several of the usual Six Sunday participants are posting today. Catch up with us next week at our new digs–SixSunday.com.