Zander: A Narrative Story Essay

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"Hey...you still up, Kora?" I heard the whisper of his beautiful, deep, manly voice in a hushed whisper. I turned over, to turn in the direction of his sinfully lovely voice. And my, oh my...he looked better tonight than ever. His blue eyes seemed to pale a ghostly sheen in the moonlight. His dark, wavy hair shined and framed his face. Thick eyebrows led to a perfect nose, which was flawlessly straight and ended with a soft, curvy tip; wonderfully aquiline. His chin was slightly cleft, his jawline lightly dusted with dark stubble.

"Yes, I am awake. What's wrong? Want to talk about something?" He moved closer to the bed, a look of relief washing over his face.

My eyes shamefully moved down his body. He was muscular. Muscles rippled and
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"Hey...you still up, Kora?" I heard the whisper of his beautiful, deep, manly voice in a hushed whisper. I turned over, to turn in the direction of his sinfully lovely voice. And my, oh my...he looked better tonight than ever. His blue eyes seemed to pale a ghostly sheen in the moonlight. His dark, wavy hair shined and framed his face. Thick eyebrows led to a perfect nose, which was flawlessly straight and ended with a soft, curvy tip; wonderfully aquiline. His chin was slightly cleft, his jawline lightly dusted with dark stubble.

"Yes, I am awake. What's wrong? Want to talk about something?" He moved closer to the bed, a look of relief washing over his face.

My eyes shamefully moved down his body. He was muscular. Muscles rippled and bunched underneath his skin, and it was quite a sight to behold. His plain white T-shirt seemed to be a little tight on him, so I could easily see the six-pack that lay underneath. All he wore was his white boxer-briefs, which also showed off his strong looking calves.

I can't help it, I'm such a muscle girl...and he looks nothing less of a model; of course I would gawk like this. I am still shocked that 1. He doesn't have a girlfriend, and 2. We are actually friends.

"Good, but also bad," he said. "You should be sleeping, but I appreciate the fact that you're still up."

"What's the matter, Zander?" I ask softly while he pulled off his shirt, and laid next to me, not bothering to move the covers.

"You know me. I have an issue,
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