Lucille
Just when I think that he's going to yell at me he bursts out in laughter and I feel my heart beating again. I exhale in relieve because I thought he would be mad and that hurt my heart and stressed me out.
“You scared me! b***h!” I say and he keeps laughing, while I'm trying to heal from my heart attack.
“What did you think I was gonna do? Did you think I'd actually lose my s**t?” he asks and I start to laugh too. Apparently he did change. “Yes?!l I answer and he comes closer again. He bends down a bit, so he's at the same height as me and can look straight into my eyes.
“Never.” he says, grinds his nose on mine and kisses me passionately. I get goosebumps. That’s what his touch does to me.
I’m grateful to have him. Without him, I wouldn’t have survived a day here.
Lucille’
