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He absolutely loved her hair: her dark, silky locks shimmering with water. Touch, his love language. He couldn't stay without touching her, even as he bathed her, his made sure everyone inch of her was pressed against him, he made sure her scent flooded his senses and left him drousy. Admittedly just her scent arouses him, easily. Even now, he was hard, as hard as ar ock but he wasn't about to ruine the sweet affectionate moment with his mate.

At first, she was hostile towards her since she thought she was the enemy but as time passed and the drinks got into their system, they got comfortable around each other. “How could you be so lucky, girl? You own part of the Ford Corporation now!” Heather exclaimed. She was a bit tipsy and her tanned skin was glowing under the dim lighting of the club. "My bestie is a billionaire!" Roxanne smiled. She took another shot and replied, “Henry’s love language is giving… he loves giving a lot and I can’t stop him.” “I bet physical touch is his other love language…” Yolanda remarked and tilted her head, saying, “I can see a very large hickey on your neck.”

“You know you have to meet him if you want us to get married.” “Are you proposing to me, pretty girl?” “Shut up and think of what will happen when Luke sees you again.” That seemed to do the trick. Caspian had all five love languages down; physical touch, words of affirmation, acts of service, gifts, and quality time. He was dedicated to making me fall for him but then again, that was the same reason I fell in love with him then. To think that a man involved in the mafia could love so purely; back then and now as well. I yawned but I forced myself to stay awake.

“Sorry for asking that.” “Baby, you need to understand that you're so much more important than all these. How could I freaking leave the house when you're having a bad day.” Of course I knew there was no way he would leave the house. I didn't know who I was clowning when I decided to ask that question. “Thank you.” I appreciated, a smile finding its way to my lips. Words of affirmation was my primary love language and Stefano never failed to show that he understood that. His words had way of uplifting me, bringing back to Life when I thought I was dead. His words had a way of showering light in my life when I thought everything was bleak.

‘How to express your emotions clearly and win her heart’ I read through the article, word for word, most of which contains emotional jargon that I do not understand, but I keep reading. It talks about five types of love languages. ‘Physical touch, quality time, word of affirmation, act of service and Receiving gifts. The best way to express your feelings is through words of affirmation. Examples are compliments, encouragement, love notes or saying I love you frequently’ I painstakingly read through page by page, digesting and understanding every word. I only show love to Kim by buying her gifts—which I did not deliver personally; the other four are what I need to work on. Even though I do no

"And why are you so sure he'll just give you more money?" I couldn't help but laugh a little. "Because he's acting like a child, Mae. A rich, spoiled child who threw a tantrum tonight. He'll have to apologize. And when he does, he'll do it with money. It's the only language he speaks." I shrugged. "Besides, my love language is money. It's simple. No strings attached." She shook her head, a small, sad smile on her face. "How can you say that? How can you be with a man who takes care of you like that and not have fallen in love with him?"

. His name is Peter Hadley he is six foot one. Slender and muscular. His hair and beard brown, with blue-green hazel eyes. He spins her around and around, she is a little tipsy after a few drinks. Frank seems to eye the two of them, glaring from time to time, while they dance and have fun. They dance for a few songs. Peter dips Gracie backwards and kisses the woman with deep desire for her. Gracie returns the kiss and smiles as he pulls her back up. Peter’s energy is heavy on her, peaceful yet desiring, hot steamy, a little overbearing. This man must be displacing emotion to have so much energy and passion towards a stranger. Gracie Mae thought to herself. They conclude the dancing, and she

So, here I am a mere orphan who was having a free shelter for almost a month in this hospital. I was leisurely walking to the hospital garden to have some fresh air, consuming the beauty of the area when I bump into someone. "Oooppss... Sorry!" I said to him. "It's okay, I'm sorry too, I was not looking" he said to me. "You speak in Thai, can you understand me? are you okay?" I ask him. I don't know but I feel excited, maybe staying here for almost a month I miss talking to someone who can understand me.

"Cindy, Mitch is a full on 'physical touch' person. It's her primary." "Her primary?" "Yeah, her love language. From 'The Five Love Languages'. We read the teen version in my youth group." I stared at her, befuddled. What the hell was a love language? It sounded like mushy things you wrote in Valentine's Day cards. "You seriously don't know? Go look it up."