I called this guy, his name was Shawn Madison, and we made plans for a dinner date at my house, all I had to do was reel him in, then it was a done deal.
Shawn knocked on my door, I opened it and motioned for him to come in, he was silent for a second when he saw me, I had picked out a black layered mini-skirt and an off the shoulder floral crop top. I wore long open-toe
black boots with little buckles on the sides, and a black standard bandana tied on my head. Shawn was wearing a flannel sleeveless shirt, with blue jeans.
We sat down in my couch, damn, I never noticed how sexy this guy was, with his perfectly chiseled jaw, and big muscular shoulders. We started to talk about dreams and other crap, when he told me he has never had a meaningful realationship, I knew I could lock this guy in easily. Then I kissed him and said" well maybe your luck is about to change" and I kissed his neck, I could sense that he liked it so I kissed him again, but this time on the lips. He kissed back trying to resist. We have been kissing for hours it seams yet, only seconds go by. We start to slow down, I stop and ask him what's wrong. He said "nothing, it's fine" he kisses my ear, by now I've forgotten almost everything. Shit, I can't take shawn's place, he's too god of a person.
I stop him, my hand in his broad, perfect chest, " can I tell you something?" I ask timidly. " of corse." What Am I doing? I can't tell this guy I'm an angel! He'll think I'm nuts! But I can't help myself, " I-I... Do you... Want to be with me?" I whisper stupidly. " yes" Shawn's perfectly toned, deep, calm voice, pierced through me. I just sit there smiling. And thinking...
