what? Afraid of smiling?
That was utter nonsense. Who would want to deprive themselves of the joys of life? Life was so much more fun when you smiled and saw the good parts instead of focusing on the inevitable severities that happened to everyone.
She finally fell asleep, only to be awakened by her alarm going off early the next morning. Climbing from the bed, she heard the shower go on in the room next door and hurried to the kitchen.
Today’s breakfast was critical. She planned to have him eating out of her hands. By the end of the week, he’d be begging her to stay and keep feeding him.
Allison switched on the radio, pulled her hair up into a messy ponytail high on her head, and set about mixing eggs for omelets. The small convenience store hadn’t carried everything she needed to make the perfect omelet, but she’d found eggs, cheese, ham, and plenty of vegetables.
Russell wandered into the kitchen as she was plating their breakfast. What was it with men and their ability to know the exact moment when food was ready to be served? He made a grumpy face and sat down with nothing more than a growled “Morning”.”
But she didn’t let his behavior faze her. She’d already witnessed twice what an effect her cooking had on him. By the time he’d eaten most of his omelet, his face lit up and with some imagination she could decipher a smile around his lips.
In a much friendlier voice he said, “That’s awesome, Allison. Incredible. Can I have more?”
“Sure. I’ll make you another one. It just takes a minute.” He’ll come around. He just needs a little time to adjust to the idea of me being here.
After breakfast she followed him to the front door, watching as he picked up his briefcase and then fumbled with his keys for a minute
“Here’s a key to the apartment. I’ll be gone all day long. If you decide to leave, be sure to lock up.”
Allison took the key and then watched him for a moment. She longed to kiss him goodbye, and when he made no effort to move towards her, she took the initiative herself. Someone had to make the first move, right?
She stepped in close enough that her breasts brushed against his chest as she up on her tiptoes to kiss his cheek. He looked at her slightly confused, but bent down to her. One glance into his amazing blue eyes gave her the rest, and on an impulse she changed her mind and kissed him on his mouth instead.
As soon as she felt his warm lips on hers, her mind went blissfully blank. He parted her lips with his tongue and explored every corner of her mouth, sending delicious tingles throughout her body, and enflaming every last part of her with a burning fire for him.
Gasping for breath, she met each leap of his tongue with her own and wrapped her arms around his neck and shoulders to press herself tighter against him. She was like a starving woman, needing his kiss to survive.
Pressed against his pounding heart and his defined abs, she could feel his arousal again her hips. The kiss seemed to go on forever and she very soon stopped thinking, just feeling.
When he broke away after what seemed like an eternity and gave her a cute and soft kiss on her forehead, she had to giggle. Opening her eyes, she looked into his and lost herself in the deepness of them. But behind the glowing desire and the tenderness she could see fear and grief looming there – something she vowed to get to the bottom of.
She smiled impishly and said, “I could get used to that.”
Russell’s face darkened instantly and with a shake of his head, he growled, “You better not. I should leave now.”
He’d already turned around and she hastily asked, “What time will you be back?”
He glanced at her over his shoulder, annoyance about the intrusion into his life written all over his face, but then his lips curved up into something similar to a smile. “I’ll try to be home by six. Would you like to go for a run with me before we eat dinner?”
She nodded. “I’d love
That was utter nonsense. Who would want to deprive themselves of the joys of life? Life was so much more fun when you smiled and saw the good parts instead of focusing on the inevitable severities that happened to everyone.
She finally fell asleep, only to be awakened by her alarm going off early the next morning. Climbing from the bed, she heard the shower go on in the room next door and hurried to the kitchen.
Today’s breakfast was critical. She planned to have him eating out of her hands. By the end of the week, he’d be begging her to stay and keep feeding him.
Allison switched on the radio, pulled her hair up into a messy ponytail high on her head, and set about mixing eggs for omelets. The small convenience store hadn’t carried everything she needed to make the perfect omelet, but she’d found eggs, cheese, ham, and plenty of vegetables.
Russell wandered into the kitchen as she was plating their breakfast. What was it with men and their ability to know the exact moment when food was ready to be served? He made a grumpy face and sat down with nothing more than a growled “Morning”.”
But she didn’t let his behavior faze her. She’d already witnessed twice what an effect her cooking had on him. By the time he’d eaten most of his omelet, his face lit up and with some imagination she could decipher a smile around his lips.
In a much friendlier voice he said, “That’s awesome, Allison. Incredible. Can I have more?”
“Sure. I’ll make you another one. It just takes a minute.” He’ll come around. He just needs a little time to adjust to the idea of me being here.
After breakfast she followed him to the front door, watching as he picked up his briefcase and then fumbled with his keys for a minute
“Here’s a key to the apartment. I’ll be gone all day long. If you decide to leave, be sure to lock up.”
Allison took the key and then watched him for a moment. She longed to kiss him goodbye, and when he made no effort to move towards her, she took the initiative herself. Someone had to make the first move, right?
She stepped in close enough that her breasts brushed against his chest as she up on her tiptoes to kiss his cheek. He looked at her slightly confused, but bent down to her. One glance into his amazing blue eyes gave her the rest, and on an impulse she changed her mind and kissed him on his mouth instead.
As soon as she felt his warm lips on hers, her mind went blissfully blank. He parted her lips with his tongue and explored every corner of her mouth, sending delicious tingles throughout her body, and enflaming every last part of her with a burning fire for him.
Gasping for breath, she met each leap of his tongue with her own and wrapped her arms around his neck and shoulders to press herself tighter against him. She was like a starving woman, needing his kiss to survive.
Pressed against his pounding heart and his defined abs, she could feel his arousal again her hips. The kiss seemed to go on forever and she very soon stopped thinking, just feeling.
When he broke away after what seemed like an eternity and gave her a cute and soft kiss on her forehead, she had to giggle. Opening her eyes, she looked into his and lost herself in the deepness of them. But behind the glowing desire and the tenderness she could see fear and grief looming there – something she vowed to get to the bottom of.
She smiled impishly and said, “I could get used to that.”
Russell’s face darkened instantly and with a shake of his head, he growled, “You better not. I should leave now.”
He’d already turned around and she hastily asked, “What time will you be back?”
He glanced at her over his shoulder, annoyance about the intrusion into his life written all over his face, but then his lips curved up into something similar to a smile. “I’ll try to be home by six. Would you like to go for a run with me before we eat dinner?”
She nodded. “I’d love
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