Shawn walking back and forth between the kitchen and the dinning room. He smiles. He can't seem to stop smiling. He goes to pick up his guitar again and starts to add the the songs he's been writing.
The song, he couldn't stop writing about her, it was all about her, every line, every lyric he wrote was about her. The touch of her skin, the soft lips, her wavy brown hair, and her eyes glistening in the light in the morning. The softness of her legs as her ran his hands down her leg, while kissing Camila. Her gentle soft skin to the touch. The scent of her hair, sweet, the smell of fruits, but also like whole blends. Her beautiful white teeth with her dimples that shaped up her face. Her morning voice, her everything.
Shawn paused.
He grabbed his phone, startling to text her.
She just left 20 minutes ago. She's probably not even at work. But she's in the office. It's not far from here. Are we together? I should probably ask her. There is this restaurant I can take her. Oh god. I gotta text her.
He sends a text to Camila.
"Hey! It's me, Shawn. I really enjoyed last night, and I hope we can do it again sometime soon. But if you don't mind, can I take you out to dinner tonight?"
Sent.
Oh god. Has she seen it?
Text seen.
"Hey Shawn! Last night was amazing! And I'd love to do it again. And I'm done work at 6. You can pick me up at 7?"
Shawn pauses. He has the biggest smirk on his face. He's in shock. Last night. This morning. Everything about her is just so perfect. The sound of her laugh, the soothing voice when she talks. The way she writes music.
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Bare skin ( SHAWMILA STORY )
Romance" sorry, oh my god, I'm so sorry!" Shawn apologies. " oh jeez, it's on my top. Thank god I brought a black top," a woman with brown eyes, with lights glaring on them, dilated to its fullest calmly spoke. Brown long hair, wavy, little bit of curls...
