_ Green Lipstick _
I sit on his lap.
I snake my arms a bit tight around his neck.
He swirls his arms around my waist, trailing kisses up my neck and then slowly up my lips.
He's mine.
I'm his.
And in a few weeks, he'll be mine LEGALLY.
I'm taking off my dress when Seven suddenly stops me and pulls away.
"No. We don't have to do this."
I get off his lap, my head bowed in embarrassment as I pull away from him.
"Sorry about that," I mutter.
Seven's face is flushed. "No... No... I'm sorry..."
"You should not be sorry that you're not attracted to me. It's not your fault," I mutter as I stand from the bed.
Seven grabs my arm and pulls me back to the bed. He puts me on his lap and tucks a tendril of hair behind my ear.
"I'm attracted to you," he says gently. "God! I'm so f*****g att
