we walked and talked for hours, and it’s not that the conversation wasn’t interesting or intriguing, but my major difficulty was that the entire time all I could focus on were his beautiful bow shaped top lip and perfectly complimenting bottom lip.
As we sat and had the dullest peppermint tea that was only sweetened by his company, I looked into his light ocean eyes constantly. I can’t imagine how he did not notice, or perhaps he did. I found myself praying that he stopped speaking. My eyes may have given this away.
and before I knew it, I had blurted out…Let’s turn these words into kissess. He smiled awkardly….