Sam's pov
I was in love with the girl still standing in front of me. The way she glowed, was astonishing.
I walked up to her and pulled her into a warm and loving hug. "Thank you." I whispered in her ear.
"You're welcome. Now please let go. I need to finish getting ready." she whispered back and I could she was getting embarressed.
"Just a little longer. Please." I was practicly pleading. I loved the way she felt in my arms, the way her beautiful silk hair smelled. I loved how she blushed so easily, and how she was so sweet and caring. I love her, every single thing about her.
After a while I let go and smoked down at her, she returned it with a bright one that you could see a mile away.
She went upstairs to finish getting ready leaving me I'm the kitchen. Thinking all about her, she was so beautiful. I got a boner just looking at her. She has light freckles in the top of her cheeks, her icy blue eyes would change to a light baby blue when she was happy, and when she was embarressed they'd get a little green on the rim of her pupil. Her long brown silky hair made me want to smell it all day, it smelled like strawberries and chocolate. Her lips so pink and plump made me want kids her all day. How she had a light freckle right above her left breast, how she had a small noticable tan line. The way her lightly tanned legs looked in the light. When she was on the floor in the bathroom last night I lost all control, she was so abroable and sexy. Excpacially the position she was in.
"Sam!?"
I was brought back from my thoughts, as my darlin stood there in don't of me with a look of concern on her angelic face.
"Hey are you ok? You looked like you were a kid at Disney Land for the first time. Except you couldn't move." Her eyes never left mine, and her eyes changed color once again, except it was something also, haven't seen this one yet, they started to turn purple a bit... I wonder what the feeling is?
"Oh... yaaa.... sorry darlin."
"Why do you always call me darlin?" She looked really curios.
I though about it for a second, "You know I really don't know why. I guess I just like too. Why does it bother you?"
"No just wondering why it was darlin, and not something else is all."
"Well would you like a different nickname?"
"I guess..." she looked down at the ground but not before I caught the green in her eyes.
I tilted her chin up, "Don't ever hide that beautiful face from me again." I said in a stern, yet playful tone.
"O-ok." The green started to darken and spread a little.
"How bout' I call you muffin?" before she could answer I quickly said "mymuffin."
"Huh? What was that?" she looked uterly confused
I sighed. "I said my muffin." when she registered what I ment, her cheeks glowed a pink color, she looked so adorable.
"O-ok... I can get used to that..."
She practicly shaud she was fine with being mine. SHE PRACTICLY SAID SHE WANTED TO BE MINE!!!!
Heat was now creeping up on me. "D-did you just say you where fine with being mine?"
Her eyes widened and her light pink blush was now bloody and was spreading around her face.
She started moving her hands franticly, "TH-THATS N-NOT W-WHAT I-I MEANT."
She stopped moving her hands around and looked down she muttered something I couldn't hear barely."What did you say?"
Her head shot up, "N-Nothing... Nothing a-at all important."
"Oh really?" I raised an eybrow at her, "then why are you freaking out?"
"N-No reason, no r-reason at all."
"Come on plese tell me." I gave her a puppy dog look.
She sighed in defeat," I said I wouldn't mind being yours." She looked down twisting her fingers in embarressement.
She DID just say she wanted to be mine... She want to be mine!
I lost it.
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Mystery Girl
RomanceSamantha Winster, known as the "Mystery girl" "Nerd" or even "Freak" and a lot of others, had always been alone. Her life was dull and boring. She was practically dead inside. Untill one faithful day she met someone she's never seen before. A new...