“What are you doing?”
Alex didn’t even realize the words had passed through her
lips. They left her body in a demure and
breathy exodus. Her eyes glimmered with
a sense of hope akin to that of a fairytale Princess. The kaleidoscope in her mind swirled with the
colourful thoughts of what could be. She
waited, hanging on his every breath, scanning his face for any sign of what he
was feeling.
Her words fluttered around him like butterflies. Their cool breeze touched his skin and delighted his senses. Unlike Alex, his mind was
still. He had never been as sure about
anything as he was about this moment. He
drank in her image. Every inch of her
quizzical face. Every hair on her
head. Every beat of her heart.
“I can’t take it any longer, Alex.”
His words sliced through the air deftly. She was crippled by
his directness. Her usual strong and
matter-of-fact demeanor gave way to that of a blushing teenaged girl. It was good she was sitting because her knees
were weak. It took every ounce of her
energy to push out 4 simple words:
“What do you mean?”
She hadn’t even finished this query before Geoffrey’s lips
found themselves on hers. He placed them
there carefully, deliberately, lovingly.
This delicate, tender moment of affection made time stand still for
Alex. Her entire body was immediately on
fire. It was unlike anything she had
ever experienced before. She had
imagined this moment a million times over, (though she never would have admitted
to doing so, even to herself) but a million fantasies couldn’t begin to live up
to the real thing. She never dreamed
that this moment would have been this magical.
She never anticipated how intoxicating Geoffrey would smell. She never thought that something so wrong,
would have felt so right.
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