The ultimate amateur and homemade facial
We continued watching each other, our breathing settling to an even pace. That we were skin to skin was momentarily forgotten.
My favorite time was when he was sleeping. He was always so peaceful, unlike when I twisted about and talked while dreaming.
ONE MONTH LATER "Are you sure. It's your favorite meal.
My cheeks felt chapped from the crisp wind after only a few feet.
Does he love you like I love you?" Every bit of my resolve shattered at that look. those words.