My first attempt at Roswell Fic.
Just a little drabble.
The pairing is Tess/?? (I had a specific person in mind when I wrote this but I thought I'd leave it open to interpretation. A big happy dance for anyone that gets it right)
Title from song by Kelis and Enrique.
I'm not in love; I can't be because this is not destiny.
His hands on my body searing my skin, memorizing every inch of me.
His lips on mine, bruising them with his passion and intensity.
It can't be love because he isn't destiny.
He's just a distraction.
Someone to ease the ache of loneliness inside.
It doesn't matter that he is all I think about now, that I dream about him and count down every minute until I can be with him again.
It doesn't matter that he makes me feel more alive than I have ever felt before.
It doesn't matter how much I want him or how much I'm starting to need him.
Because he isn't destiny and I'm not in love.
Now who's gonna make my day and review??
Anyone??