Moon Love
by
Cynthia MacGregor
 Scott and Ralph both seemed eager in their pursuit of
her, though Scott was still taking it too slow physically while Ralph was
still too eager. Nanci’s heart and her hormones both surged when Scott
entwined his arms around her, letting her feel his subtle strength. Her
soul wasn’t all that was sent spiraling when he kissed her, his lips
melding harmoniously with hers. She gloried in his touch, wishing for more,
but Scott still took it slow.
He kept coming back, kept asking her out, so obviously he wasn’t completely
repulsed by her, yet after several weeks he hadn’t tried to get her
to bed. She still wasn’t sure she was ready to take that step, but
in Nanci’s mind, his lack of even trying was a clear indication that
he was turned off by her. Apparently he enjoyed her company, but it seemed
just as apparent that physically she didn’t awaken the same desires
in him that he engendered in her.
Whenever his lips touched hers, now, she was the first to open her mouth,
the one to seek out his tongue, the first to begin the parrying of tangling
tongues moving from mouth to mouth. And every time they kissed, her electrified
body reached a point at which her longings were so intense that she suspected
“No” might have dropped out of her vocabulary. But every time
she reached that point, that was when Scott inevitably pulled back.
With Ralph it was the opposite problem. He didn’t want to leave her
alone physically. And Nanci had no interest in making love with him. Of
that she was sure. He was pleasant, enjoyable, and easygoing. His persistence
was extremely flattering. But sometimes Nanci wondered why she kept seeing
him.
From time to time she debated telling him she didn’t want to see him
again, but it was so nice to have pleasant company of an evening, he was
enjoyable, and it was doing wonders for her ego to have two men pursuing
her simultaneously. She hadn’t felt this good about herself in years....
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