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distance between me and the dark-haired stranger as possible. "Imogen, wait!" he called as I threw open the door to the street. I apologized softly as I bumped into a lady on the sidewalk before concentrating all my energy into putting one foot in the front of the other as quickly as possible. "Wait!" I could hear his approaching footsteps on the pavement behind me. Tears welled up as I frantically prayed for my short legs to move faster; I all but broke out into a run. "Wait, please." He grabbed my arm, and I yelled at the contact, jerking fiercely from his grasp. "Leave me the fuck alone!" I shouted, all too aware as passers-by starting giving us a wide berth; just what did is say about society when they all ignored as I was accosted in the street? "Please Imogen," he pleaded, releasing my arm. He looked sad and slightly guilty. I fumed. "Im sorry, I couldnt help it." "You know my name?" I spat out, shaking with anger. "Well, I overheard you talking to that jerk," he said weakly by way of an explanation. "So you were reading over my shoulder and eavesdropping, thats really nice. What are you, some sort of fucking Neanderthal? Havent you heard of common courtesy?" I cried. I wanted to slap the little smirk off his cute face. He grabbed my arm again more gently than the first time, although no less firmly. "Whoa, wait a minute. Im not the one writing dirty stories in crowded cafés in the middle of the afternoon. And its not my fault I heard that pompous ass talking to you! Im pretty sure the entire café could here what he had to say." "Let go," I growled, trying to wiggle out of his tenacious grasp without dropping my bag containing my precious laptop. "Im not letting go until you let me apologize," the stranger said firmly. "And youre making a scene." I stopped moving and watched self-consciously as people eyed the two of us warily. Clearly they thought we were having a domestic spat; I blushed. "Fine, apologize and let me go." He nodded. "Im sorry, okay? I shouldnt have eavesdropped and I shouldnt have read your story," he said straightforwardly. "I did really like it though." He released my arm gently and I immediately felt the absence of his warm fingers; the ghost of his touch stung my arm. "Y-you did?" "Yeah," he ran a hand through his shaggy brown hair and managed to look sheepish. "I really didnt mean to read it, but a few choice words caught my eye." He smiled crookedly and I smiled back without thinking. "Can you blame me? Im a guy, I dont always think with my head. What would you have done if a cute girl was sitting beside you writing things like that?" I opened my mouth to retort but nothing came to mind. Truthfully, I wasnt really shocked hed peeked or that hed said something to me because of what hed read. Id been writing erotica online


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for months and had had responses from every sort of weirdo; what was one more? Mind you, he was the first weirdo Id encountered in person and he was a terribly cute one to boot. I tried not to look as flustered as I felt; the key to these people was to remain aloof. "Okay, fine. Thank you," I said as dismissively as possible. I turned to leave. "Wait, Imogen." He touched my arm again; the feeling was becoming familiar and I didnt like how much I enjoyed that. "Can I at least buy you a drink, you know, as an apology." "No thank you," I said stiffly. I started walking towards the park; he followed. "So whos your publisher?" he asked. "Theyre very lucky to have scooped you up." I tried walking faster, but he just lengthened his stride to easily keep pace. "Honestly, I do a lot of reading, so I know good stuff when I see it. Apart from a few problems with grammar and punctuation I think its great and I cant wait to read the whole thing." I came to a dead stop, whirling about to face him as he drew to a halt centimetres from me. I had to tilt my head up to look him in the eye, and once more found myself cursing my petite stature. "Look buddy," I jabbed his broad chest with my finger. "Im not some random, slutty chick to be picked up off the street. Just because I write what I write doesnt make me that sort of girl, and if you hadnt been so rude as to invade my privacy you probably wouldnt have given me a second thought. So Id really appreciate if youd fuck off now and leave me alone." His handsome features were composed beneath the dark startings of a beard. "Trust me, Id have given you a second thought, even if I hadnt read what you were writing," he said lowly; there was an edge in his voice which almost made me feel bad for being so rude to him. I snorted. "Yeah, right." There was a quick flash of fire in his chocolate brown eyes before he leaned down and kissed me hard; my toes curled in my sandals and my knees quaked as his hot tongue thrashed against my own but before I could think to put up a fight he turned and strode rapidly away, leaving me panting and bewildered on the sidewalk. "What is it? National Asshole Day?" I yelled after him, stunned by the turn of events and mad at myself for the little thrill which had gone through me when our lips met. He didnt acknowledge that hed heard me and I realized as I watched him round the corner the next block up and disappear that I didnt even know his name. -------- When I walked back into the café the next day I could have kicked myself for being disappointed that he wasnt there. I approached the service counter with a guilty smile; behind the gleaming marble