As you love me..

could be?

    I switched the light on. I gasped. " Akela..." Zack stood slowly, eyes blinking. He seemed uncomfortable, " turn off the light."

In the brightly lit kitchen, I could see him more closely than I had the night before I had the oddest impression that he was embarrassed to have me see him dressed the way he was, in tight dark blue T-shirt, too skinny rumpled jeans and cute black converse. I could smell detergent and fabric softener. The clothes clung to Zack's body and looked, unlike anything he had ever worn before.

Damn.... she's so beautiful; she is an angel that has fallen to the earth for me from the heaven. I could tell that she is shy about passionately crazy last night what we did... Her body is so damn beautiful, her smooth ivory skin, and a glimmered blue/green eyes reflect her hungry feeling. I loved her deeply as the bottom of the ocean, her shiny copper, and a red long hair shows her beautiful and a perfect head shape like an oval. Her face is a goddess, angel and everything. I love to kiss her plump small pink rose lip. He chuckled in his mind.

Zack must have noticed that I was checking him out and not listening to him. "I didn't mean to scare you. I was going to wake you up, I should have, but I remember that I have a plan today. I was just leaving." He said.

"You should have gotten me up." I have spoken back angrily. Since when did he doesn't want to be with me?"

He stepped closer, reached behind me and switched off the overhead light. The kitchen was bathed with the throbbing pink-and-blue neon lights from the neighbor's party. Zack's arm stayed behind me as he pressed me against the wall. He was still wet from the rain, and the sudden damp cold hit me with a sweet shock, his closeness made me forget all the questions I wanted to ask him as my body filled with the delicious reality of holding him tight against me. I closed my eyes if this was a dream or a fantasy. I didn't care; I didn't ever want it to stop.

Why does it have to be me!! He knew me how I would have react, I want to ask those questions to him, but he seems trying to forward from it. Does he dislike me because of last night? Or he is seeking other women, not me? Oh my god, I need to stop thinking about the negative thoughts in my mind because I do love him! His kisses have melted me down. I have never wanted it to stop.

After a long moment, "Zack, I missed you so much. You have told me why you haven't talked to me in a long time then suddenly have a sex with me?" I exclaimed.

"I missed you, too baby." He rested his lips on my cheek; he kissed my neck as if he were trying to kiss away my pain. We were silent, enjoying the closeness of our bodies. My fingers trembled, unsure, as they worked their way up to his arm to his shoulders. He breathed into my ear," I love you, sweetie." Zack pulled back and traced his fingers up my arm and across my shoulder to my lips. He pressed his lips on mine and the warm touch sent a jolt through me. I took in a quick breath, and then slowly let my lips open. His tongue traced across my mouth and he pressed hard against me. His arms worked around my back and held me tight.

He pulled away and spread his fingers through my hair, "I promised you I'd never let anything separate us. You remember when I told you?"

I nodded and held up my hand, I still wore the thin silver ring he had given me that day. That day was the day I had promised that I would be his someday. He kissed the tips of my fingers." I have something to ask you."

"What?" I excitedly spoke back. He smirked, "Meet me at 7pm at the park where we met at the first time."

Before 7'o clock, Sarah drove here with her favorite outfit on, a slinky one-shoulder black dress with a plunging neckline and a beaded gold belt slung low on her waist. She carried a fringed bag, but I suspected her dangling earring were a gift from her boyfriend, Chase.