Poison is Sweeter than Sugar.

A Memorable Conversation

Actor, huh? And a rigorous reader. Very odd combination, in one person....especially a rare diamond of a guy, Rami, to me, is like the cream of the crop. My explanation, may sound like a slut speaking, but trust me, I have never confronted someone so...exotic. I never have ever been loved back, because, in my opinion, no guys have interest in me, and I think, "Are they gay, or am I really that ugly?"

I have found out that my conclusions are totally out of bounds, because I'm sitting in front of someone, who I could only ever imagine or dream about. He's here, and he cares, and I care, and put together, makes a strong relationship.

"You may be wondering why I brought you here." His words wrapped around me like a blanket of melted chocolate. "Why?" I asked, searching for a change in expression on his perfect face.

"I want to ask you something" he gave a light laugh, and I could hear the rain pattering outside the cabin.

I opposed another question."What?"

"I want to tell you, that from the moment I first saw you," he took a breath,"You have been the centre of attraction to me."

"Huh?"

"In other words, I want to be with you, I want to be your other half. You know, your boyfriend?"

"Oh." I bit my lip. I was so overcome with emotions coming from every pore of my body. I had no idea how to respond to his words of utter beauty.

What he did next was extraordinary. as he pushed me against the damp cabin wall, one hand on my hip. He leaned closer, I swear I could hear his heart beating rapidly. His musky, sweet odour captivated my senses. He placed his lips upon mine, and gave me his lavishing taste of love. I kissed him back, but not as professionally as he did. Wow, what a roller coaster he rode me on. And as we know, roller coasters only last a few minutes. I wanted that ride again.