by Lesley Pink

Mitch loved her. That was obvious. He stroked her hair, her cheek, her back, his fingers light and delicate as they made their way to the various parts of her body. He bent down and kissed her ankles, and then looked up at her with his wide brown eyes, waiting. For something. Anything.


Lesley Pink, author of Unlikely/Likely, is a worker bee who lives in Brooklyn, New York.