Thursday, 08 March 2018.
The Party House, Manhattan Upper Eastside, New York City.
Emilie feels like something pushing her soft lips. Something that feels warm and comfortable.
It’s a sweet kiss. She knows the feeling. But this time, something feels different; Head in the clouds. Sensitive touch. Magical ambiance. She can’t resist the temptation for not kissing back whoever that is in front of her.
But when she opens her eyes, she grasps the air surprisingly. Her eyes keep on blinking when she just realizes who is bending down on her bed right now.
It’s Jack! How come he is here on her comfy bed?
It can’t be him. She must be dreaming. This all feels too weird for her to perceive.
But he doesn’t stop there. He bends again to kiss her lips, and so passionately that makes her forget
