Dimitri
She smelt the same, under the heady perfume she was wearing she still smelt as sweet and kissable as she had always done. There was something fresh and girly about her, that took me straight back to the first time I had seen her. When she had leant over the table to bring us our drinks that night, I had been floored by her. Her looks, her scent. Just her in general.
And it was the same now.
Slowly I lowered the mask over my face, watching as her eyes widened in disappointment it was the smallest of movements, but it made me smile. Sophia wanted to kiss me some more. I wanted that as well.
I could still feel her mouth on mine. The softness of her lips. The taste of her fruity lip gloss. She was addictive. And now I had found her again I knew I wouldn’t be able to
