The Park

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We went out to dinner to a fancy restaurant, some Italian place. I couldn't help but notice all his amazing features in the candle light. He hair, the reddish orange. His eyes, were staring deep into me. Staring deep into my heart, it seemed. His voice, so soft and soothing. He never looked at anyone else but me. And the only time he did was when we were ordering. My heart continue to sink deeper into his gaze. The only organ in my body that felt like it was  the only one working was my lungs. Though, my breathing was shallow. He glowed. This feeling that I felt. Was it love? I didn't know. 

After a wonderful dinner, he gave me a kiss and we walked down the street to a pastry store. We bought cupcakes. His cupcake was Big Hero Six, while mine was Batman. We chatted about our favorite hero movies, and talked about our opinion for superheroes. 

"Hey do you want to go to the park?" He asked finishing his cupcake. I nodded as I ate my last piece. "Mm.. This is so good. I'd love to!" He grabbed my cupcake wrapper and threw it away, along with his. We went to his car, driving to the park. As soon as we got to the park he took off his button shirt, showing his white tshirt underneath. I smiled at him as I walked in front of him under the moonlight. He locked the car, and gave me his button up shirt. "Just in case you get cold." He smiled from ear to ear. After a few moments of walking we came to a bridge. I put his shirt on, then stood there looking up at the moonlight. He walked behind me and hugged me from behind. "This one is for you and me, living out our dreams." He sang quietly in my eyes. I grinned. I walked from his grasp. 


"It's a damn cold night. Trying to figure out this life. Won't you take me by the hand? Take me somewhere new. I don't know who you are. But I... I'm with you.... I'm with you" I sang holding out my hand. "I'm with you, yea-ah."

He looked happy at me, and grabbed my hand as he spun me around. We danced and laugh. He spun me right back into his arms and leaned in for a kiss. I leaned in, too. The kiss was long, passionate. After kissing, we walked toward his car. It was to beautiful. His eyes and hair glistened in the moonlight as we walked in the park. His face lightened up with happiness. I was making him happy. 

He stayed the night with me, his warm body against mine. The guys had already passed out. We had fell asleep me in my large tshirt and pretty black panties. Him in his boxers. I was the happiest. I didn't even need the sex. I just needed him beside me. Holding me. This was the best night I have had in a long time. 

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