Michael Reese.
I called his name as I leaned forward and pecked his lips. His lips were hot, his chest was hot, and his groin was getting hotter. Everything about him enticed me; his caring eyes, his strong jaw, and his luscious lips. Everything about him I admired; his careful big hands, his caring heart, and his perfect smile.
Hayden was finally mine.
I rubbed his earlobe, slowly leaning forward to kiss him again. This time around, I lingered a bit, enjoying the bubbly feeling that filled my stomach and the euphoric state that warmed my heart. I was happy, for my heart and mind were in an accord to make him mine.
I loved him. It might be sappy, but deal with it.
Hayden didn’t much respond to my advances, either from utter shock or anger, yet that didn’t stop me from abusing his lip
