Love And Tales
I pleaded as my hands caressed down her hair romantically.
“You weren't expecting me?” she asked, frowning a little bit.
I knew prolonging the conversation would result in another disagreement.
Before she could continue her nagging, I leaned close to her, my lips sucking in the words from her mouth.
“I love you,” I whispered, my eyes piercing into hers. I could see the smile tugging by the side of her lips.
The knocking on the door disrupted our romantic atmosphere.
“Who is it?” I asked, with a hint of frustration in my voice.
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