Gareth
I watch as Gwyn swings her hips from side to side, lifting the wooden spoon she was using moments ago to stir whatever smells like heaven in the pan, to her lips, using it as a microphone as she sings the lyrics to 'listen to your heart' by Roxette. She has her hair loose, and it moves as she sways her hips to the beat. The sundress she has on sits tight and is far too short, but it looks sexy on her and I am dying to pull her against me, but instead, I stay back, watching her as she gets lost in the music. She is beautiful like this, free and not caring about anything, dancing like nobody's watching. Well, she doesn't know that I am watching her as she hasn't turned to face me, and I am not planning on making a sound to let her know. When the song ends, Gwyn turns to her phone on
