Awkward Romance.
His lips move gently against my neck, and I shiver slightly.
“You smell good. Like… fruit or something…” He murmurs into my collar bone.
“Thanks.” I breathe.
He touches the bare skin above my belt with his hand and my body reacts pulling him closer. My hands wander over the surface of his back, like little settlers claiming land in America.
He lightly kisses my shoulder and murmurs something intelligible into his pillow. He says it with such surrender and honesty and heartfelt sincerity. I think for a moment, then all at once I realize what was said.
“I love you.”
I won.
- "That uh, dress is really beautiful."
- "Do you think so?"
- "Yes. I mean it was nice on the hanger but it looks even better on you. You should wear it."
- "I am wearing it."
- "Oh. right. Of course, of course...of course..."
- Taj: "Hey- I gotta tell you guys something. Me and Kasha are having a baby. We're pregnant!"
- Everyone: "what, omg! that's so cool, congrats"..etc
- Kasha: "So Emma, (their 7 year old daughter) "do you want it to be a boy or a girl?"
- Emma: "um... I want it to be A HORSE!!" :D
- Kasha: "WHAT? I-"
- Taj: "Wait- wait," (crying from laughter) "If it is a horse, what do you want to name it?"
- Emma: "COUCH!"
Meeting an artist.
- me: *walking down my street*
- *car drives up, and has to stop at a stop sign. Music is playing loudly from their car*
- me: I like your music!
- driver (male): Huh?
- me: I LIKE YOUR MUSIC!!
- driver: *grinning* Thanks! Its my new album!
- me: *thumbs up*
- driver: *smiles, winks, drives off.*
