Marlena rolled her fingernails on the table as the melting ice clinked in her glass- signalling that she had spent far too long waiting for him to arrive. They had planned to meet at the Blue Gator after work to catch up on some alone time that they well deserved. But as with the times …
What I had with John was a thunderstorm. It was full of lightening and wind and drama and passion.
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