Last Tango in Forks

Last Tango in Forks begins with a nameless tryst and a moment of insatiable need. An anti-hero, crippled by an emotional turmoil he can’t face, reaches out to feel something other than pain and emptiness. An unassuming and caring girl seeks an excitement sorely lacking in her dreary life, taking the opportunity to ease her stranger’s hurt.

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She blushed deeply, once again unable to look away from him. He simply stared back at her, and when he blinked again she saw a fresh set of tears slide down his cheeks…

"Are you alright?" After what felt like minutes he shook his head slowly. "It's just that... I would feel terrible if I left here and didn't at least try to help… Is there anything I can do for you?"


"Yes," he choked out.


"What can I do?"


He moved then, slowly walking towards her like a wildcat stalking its prey. The closer he got to her, the more she could feel something growing and tingling, as if an electric current was shooting between their bodies. He didn't stop until he was right in front of her with his arms on each side of the window, effectively caging her in. He even smells beautiful.


He looked deep into her eyes for almost a minute, allowing the electricity to build between them to a breaking point.

"You can let me fuck you," he whispered.

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They find a passion in each other that they never knew could exist. As they keep their meetings secret, not even sharing their names, they actually come to share much much more – parts of themselves they wanted no one to see. But when reality beckons and threatens to disturb their delicate balance, can they still be what they were before –before faces had names, before souls had pasts, before the outside world crept in?

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"But... don't you even want to know my name?" Bella asked, a slightly bewildered tone in her voice.


"No!" he snapped. "And I'm sure as hell not going to tell you mine." After a moment his tone softened and he continued. "That's for the outside world, with all the walls we've built around ourselves. There's no place for that shit here.

"We're going to meet here and it's going to be real... no bullshit pretenses. We're going to say what we want and do as we like." He leaned down to kiss her lips again before pulling away and smiling. "Putting a name on things only gives it limitations... expectations. I don't want any of that. I just want your body... and your soul. Your true soul that you hide away from the rest of the world, buried behind your name.”

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