Trifextra!
I blushed, stuttered, and blushed again, but she was confidence personified, smirking. I couldn’t think of a thing to say, huffing and sweating, hoping she didn’t notice. Still, she knew I’d be hers.
Friday, March 16, 2012
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Totally dig it. Very steamy.
ahh sweet and young love - lost composure :)
Ain't love grand?
It takes me back to those first heart-palpitating days of my own romance with Mr. H. Nicely done.
This is terrific and so true! Nice job on the challenge.
I'm sorry. I'll post a comment when my glasses unfog. ;-P
I'm sorry. I'll post a comment when my glasses unfog. ;-P
Love this. And love the memories of that.
Ah, young love. Brilliantly captured in only 33 words. Thanks for linking up and hopefully see you for the weekday challenge starting on Monday.
Thanks, everybody.
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