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But just as the laughter settled, Mom glanced between Jaxon and me, her eyes soft but curious. “Well,” she said, “if you two really want to start experiencing love, there’s an easy place to begin.” My chest tightened. “What do you mean?” Dad grinned knowingly. “Prom. It’s coming up soon, isn’t it? Get yourselves dates.” “Exactly,” Mom added with a little wag of her finger. “You want to feel love, even a little piece of it? Start with prom. That’s where it begins.” I felt the air thicken, my smile faltering just a little as my heart thudded. Jaxon shifted beside me, quiet, but I knew he felt it too.

12:00 AM on January 1st— my life had just turned into a beautiful fairytale. "I love you too," I finally whispered back. We kissed again, a soft, lingering kiss that spoke more than words could. Roman then handed me the glass of wine he was holding. "Cheers to a new beginning," he said, raising his glass. "Cheers," I replied, smiling. Our glasses clinked, and our hands locked as we stood there, taking in the breathtaking view of the city and the fireworks lighting up the night sky. After a few moments, Roman gently pulled me back inside. Despite my protests, he insisted the fun was just beginning and that I shouldn’t be left behind.

Melvina started, as she remembered the first time she had met Peter. "It had been at my last prom night. He had just come into the big lighted hall with some of his friends. They were college guys. Handsome college guys.." She emphasized with a smile even as she told the half true story of how she had met her mate. She smiled further as she saw Emma smiling mischievously at her. It made her wonder why females loved these kind of stories, slow tale of romance of how the bad handsome dude traps the innocent looking babe, and all others in the same series. She hadn't been exempted either. She had loved reading romance novels then, had wished terribly for a mate who would love and cherish her so

it felt so new to you since it's Genesis the man I love and I never had sex with him. you looked into his eyes. you were turned on by his face; the raised eyebrow, the seductive eyes, the little smirk plastered on his face. oh goodness. I thought that I already moved on but I was wrong. All this time I'm still in love with him. you didn't realize that he loosened your red lace brassiere. your breath hitched, he was that damn fast. you let your straps fall to your shoulder as he slowly removes the cloth from your chest.

COLLEGE ROMANCE Written by: Authoress Ricky 🦋Chapter Twenty- two🦋 He sit me on the bed and we locked eye for a while. "Shouldn't you shower and change into something before studying"he said and I almost lost my breathe. Are you kidding me! I was expecting him to kiss me because that how a s3x scene start mostly and he ruin it. Why am I not bothered about losing my Virginity to Jeremy but it was an hard task with Jabson.

How I met him was quite a meet-cute, never have I been in a relationship this passionate. He was everything and supported me, he gave me all I ever asked for. Since I first met him at the club, where I turned from a waitress to a striper, he had always hovered around me. He made me felt special, I could see his love for me in his eyes. We never had any problems, just small irrelevant arguments. I have been dreaming about the day he would propose to me, to be sincere, I have never been this patient in my life.

"I think you are very cute and now I just want to get closer to you. Now, as you promised a month ago, you will not say no to me, so let's start the romance." "No, no, you should get well first." Concern was evident in her voice. He had a fever for the last three days. "I do not miss a single night to romance you, but I have waited for a month, so you can imagine how anxious I am. Today I will do all the work and, anyway, how good. Let's start our romance. Now we need our perfect family.” She was turning red with shame from his words. He also knew this by looking at her face. Now she had agreed, and that’s why he started his romance by capturing her lips in his.

"We met through work." Technically true. Our first encounter had happened during a business trip, even if no one at that meeting had expected things to spiral into a whirlwind of chaos and danger. Martha nodded slowly, a twinkle in her eye. "I see. Met through work, developed feelings, and romance blossomed." I choked on my water and started coughing uncontrollably.

"For not completely giving up on the Lancasters after that thoroughly ruined romance." I smiled softly before kissing the corner of his mouth. "The real romance," I whispered, "is only just beginning."

For a moment I thought the world was being kind to us, offering a show as if to say: endings can be beautiful, and beginnings sometimes come disguised as spectacle. “I didn’t know the conversation would take this turn, so I asked for fireworks,” he said, the hint of sheepishness in his voice making me smile despite myself. “You did enjoy watching them from rooftops.” I lifted my legs a little and pecked him on the cheek, a small, instinctive gesture that felt like reclaiming a peace I had thought lost. Roman had other plans, he turned toward me, and his lips found mine. The kiss was instinctive, then purposeful, then everything in between. It tasted like apology and hunger and memory.