If you fall in love in Boise will it be all hearts and flowers or will it be much, much darker? Find out in Diana Register’s Electric Man
I was drawn to him. I don’t know why exactly. Maybe it was his laugh – the kind of guffaw that starts deep in the belly and rises up into the throat that becomes contagious to everyone close by. Or, maybe it was the way his heart pounded into my chest when he pulled me close, or how his pulse matched my rhythm when I wrapped myself around him. Maybe it was the way his breath felt on my neck when he whispered in my ear or how he gently brushed my hair off my shoulder so that he could kiss it. Maybe it was the way he stared at me. Maybe it was because he could cause me to lose my breath just by saying my name. Maybe it was the way his eyes burned into my skin. Maybe it was the way his demons danced with my soul. Maybe it was because loving him was dangerous. Maybe it was because he was broken. Maybe it was because he was a monster. Maybe it was because he was…The Electric Man.