Meant to Be Falling

𝙒𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙗𝙤𝙨𝙨’𝙨 𝙬𝙞𝙛𝙚 𝙖𝙨𝙠𝙨 𝙢𝙚 𝙩𝙤 𝙛𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙞𝙣 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙖 𝙨𝙩𝙧𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙚𝙧 𝙥𝙝𝙤𝙩𝙤𝙨𝙝𝙤𝙤𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙤𝙣𝙡𝙮 𝙖𝙣𝙨𝙬𝙚𝙧 𝙞𝙨 𝙮𝙚𝙨.

𝘼𝙣𝙙 𝙢𝙖𝙣 𝙖𝙢 𝙄 𝙜𝙡𝙖𝙙 𝙄 𝙙𝙞𝙙.

At twenty-three, most people think I have no business chasing after the divorced, single mom more than a decade older than me.

But they’d be wrong.

I’ve lived more in my time than most will in the entirety of theirs. 𝙄 𝙨𝙪𝙧𝙫𝙞𝙫𝙚𝙙 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙙 𝙤𝙛 𝙡𝙞𝙛𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙬𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙘𝙧𝙪𝙨𝙝 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙞𝙛 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙜𝙞𝙫𝙚 𝙞𝙩 𝙩𝙤𝙤 𝙢𝙪𝙘𝙝 𝙨𝙥𝙖𝙘𝙚 𝙩𝙤 𝙗𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙩𝙝𝙚.

But I’m still standing.

One look at Lana Richards, and I know why. She’s beautiful and sassy and there’s no denying the way my body lights up when she’s near. She’s the kind of woman that consumes you and makes you beg for more.

𝙎𝙝𝙚’𝙨 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙮𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜.

They say age is only a number but it might just be our downfall. Especially when her ex husband finds out I’m more than just warming her bed. She’s scared but I can’t help if she won’t let me in.

𝙃𝙤𝙬 𝙘𝙖𝙣 𝙬𝙚 𝙗𝙚 𝙢𝙚𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙩𝙤 𝙗𝙚, 𝙬𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙮𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙞𝙨 𝙛𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙖𝙥𝙖𝙧𝙩?