Victor looked a little sheepish before he righted the shoulder of her shirt, kissed her soundly right below her ear then stood up. There was a twinkle in his eye as…
Victor followed her closely past the gate and stood directly behind Summer and breathed into her neck. “I’d love for you to show me, Summer.”
“Greedy,” she riposted easily. “Have a little patience.” Grinning, she pushed up on her toes just enough to whack Victor on the chin. “I’m not a headrest, darlin’.”
wonderful, I tend to have odd moments where I speak my mind unfiltered sometimes.
Oh, that’s fine. I’m the same way.
I just … don’t ever, no matter what anyone tells me, think of myself that way. In my mind I’m still the awkward eighteen-year-old who can’t let herself get close to people.
18? I never woulda guessed.
I know what you mean though about not being able to get close to people though…
That was … a long time ago. There are just some things I can’t forget. Things that get marked into your soul no matter what you do to erase them.
wonderful, I tend to have odd moments where I speak my mind unfiltered sometimes.
Oh, that’s fine. I’m the same way.
I just … don’t ever, no matter what anyone tells me, think of myself that way. In my mind I’m still the awkward eighteen-year-old who can’t let herself get close to people.
