connecting the dots by editing & writing erotica
Eliza was going to make this work, because it had worked all along. It had worked before—they had worked before—she and Rafe before Margaux. And they would work, the three of them. She spilled champagne in her haste to get dressed in the lingerie shop and purchased the champagne-stained intimates, so they go out with […]
Eliza walked along Rue Edgar Quinet toward the Montparnasse Cemetery. She was not going there to visit any of the famous graves. In all her time in Paris, she had never visited any of the cemeteries there. She was going because Adrien had asked her to meet him there. That was the effect that Adrien […]
“Did you see him?” “Yes,” Eliza answered Rafe. It was weird for him to ask her if she had seen Oscar yet, but that was the reason why she was able to go to Shanghai in the first place. She was sitting in the airport, her legs and ankles crossed like a picture she saw […]