Zombie Pink
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"Calm down, Andrea," he told her, sounding strangely affectionate. "Stop worrying about every little thing you say to me, okay?"
Andrea could see the sexual interest registering in his velvety brown eyes. Women could always tell when a guy was interested in them in that way.
She wondered if guys could also tell when a woman was interested....
Probably, she concluded.
Their gaze met head-on, and once again, Andrea felt it. That electric chemistry; that feeling of pure bliss; of unearthly headiness....dizzying....surreal...and also, there was something else....something deeper....something she had never put into her daydreams about Roger....
"Andrea...." Roger said.
His voice was thick and husky.
Andrea could hardly breath. She felt like she was smack dab in the middle of one of her fantasies....
Only, this was real!
She swallowed...hard.
"Oh! Your drink!" she suddenly gasped, blushing crimson.
"Don't worry about that...." he said, his voice unnaturally husky.
Then he closed in on her, suddenly grabbing Andrea and smashing her against him, lowering his mouth onto hers and kissing her with such urgency....the kiss was aggressive and potent; all-powerful....
Andrea was totally swept away under it's spell.....she only existed for this moment... for this kiss...nothing else in the world mattered.....
She was sure, in some dim recess of her mind, that a kiss like this had never existed before for anyone....
Then they heard it.
Andrea pulled away in horror, gasping. This wasn't happening. This couldn't be happening!
"Shit!" Roger swore.
They stared at each other as they listened to the soft growling sound emanating from the top of the stairwell...