The sun was shining bright as Justin and I walked hand in hand through the local farmer's market. We had decided to spend the day doing something carefree and fun together. Justin had suggested a cooking class, and I couldn't resist the idea of just spending more time with him. It's a Thursday but classes were canceled for today because they were replacing some pipes or something and didn't want anyone in the classrooms. Stay in the dorms or spend a romantic day out with Justin. Easy choice.
As we wandered through the stalls, sampling fresh fruits and cheeses, Justin's fingers intertwined with mine felt like a natural extension of our connection. We laughed and joked, our eyes meeting with a spark of playfulness.
At the cooking class, we donned aprons and got to work, our hands moving in sync as we chopped, sautéed, and seasoned our way through a mouth-watering recipe. The aroma herbs filled the air as the rice cooked for out resotto, and our banter turned flirtatious, our bodies swaying closer as we worked together.
As we sat down to enjoy our culinary creation, Justin's leg brushed against mine, sending a thrill through me. Our eyes locked in a gentle gaze, the tension between us palpable but comfortable, like a warm embrace. And in that moment I had a glimpse of what a life with Justin could be. And if was perfect.
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RomantizmCaroline Austerra Dànte. A good friend, smart college student and - smoking hot. And this doesn't go unnoticed. In fact, the person most aware of this is Justin Léone. Drop-dead-gorgeous QB and boyfriend of Caroline's best friend - Courtney Vincent...
