A Second Chance For Love
I want to move close and breathe it in, but getting close to Elizabeth is a bad fucking idea.
Clearing my throat, I tear myself away before this semi turns into a full erection.
“How are you able to keep your eyes open?” she laughs, blinks hers open for just a few seconds. “I have superpowers.”
“Well, then use them and chop up the rest of the onion.” That smile looks so good on her, even with the red, watery eyes. She goes to the sink, washes her hands, and rubs her eyes. “Okay…that’s a little better. But, oh my God, I had no idea it got that bad!”