Sandra
“Promise me you won't let the food get cold while we talk.” A slight smile tugs the corners of his handsome lips, and I want to pull him in for a kiss, but I'm not sure now is the time.
“I promise I'll do my best.” With that, I pick up a piece of bacon and bite down on the crunchy perfection.
He chuckles and reaches out to touch my cheek before settling into a more comfortable position on the bed. I love this easy intimacy we share, even though it’s all brand new.
Even things I thought would be important to me, like losing my virginity, aren't as big of a deal as I made them out to be. But this right here, knowing that he's sitting here listening, ready to talk as soon as I am, means the world to me.
My heart squeezes as I think about the possibility of him walking out of my
