The Artist and The Writer: A Jemi Love Story (Thirty-One)

go back." I tried pushing myself out of his lap. "Wait, WHAT?" I twisted and turned in his arms, clawing desperately at his arms. "Let...me go!" I tired myself out. Joe sighed. "Dem...I am so sorry." Now, being tired and less angry and confused, I felt depressed. "Joe...that's not fair, you can't leave me..." "I know, I know..." He loosened his grip. "If you want to leave me forever I understand. Just kiss me goodbye, OK?" I giggled a little. Taking advantage of Joe's loose grip, I ...


















