“Morning Beautiful” waking up to his voice sends me goosebumps all over my body.
He caresses my neck to my shoulder, to my back, and turned me around to face him.
“Hey" I said after I kissed his nose.
Flynn is the first guy that captured my heart. He has been there for me through my hardest part of my life.
Being forced to be part of your parents company is the least I want in life.
I have experienced this lifestyle that it's too much to bare already.
Yes I can I get whatever I want and go wherever i want. However, you cant fill the void of loneliness and desire to explore a life outside of these misery.
I have trouble controlling my emotions and Flynn taught me to always think of the pros and cons in every problem I have.
He taught me to not take actions or words out of impulse because it could lead to unexpected consequences.
Most importantly, he taught me how to love myself.
“Have you seen my gloves?” I asked while he’s putting his winter boots on.
He shrugged.
“There’s no way I forgot it" I mumbled.
I dropped every thing from the inside of my suitcase just to find that damn thing.
Everybody says I have over the top OCD. Which I'm starting to believe it sometimes. Or it's just that I'm organized and well prepared.
Not today I guess.
I began to hyperventilate.
“Chill, babe. We can get some downstairs at the gift shop.” Flynn ways of rubbing my back feels so good.
He touch me without actually touching me. That little presence is enough to make me give in to him.
But not yet.
I nodded and we both headed downstairs.
We went to the closest clothing store.
I put on my gloves that Flynn bought me and stood outside of the hotel resort waiting for him as i admire the fresh winter air and crystal snow flakes dropping slow.
I wiped the lenses of my Nikon D5 before taking every scenery in Lake Louise.
I grew up in Alberta my whole life so I’m used to always seeing wildlife and nature around me. I will never get tired this.
I admire it so much. Its ongoing effects of peace and relief.
Flynn and I raced our way down the hill.
He’s better at snowboarding than I am.
Competitive actually.
We raced as many as we can get before lunch.
I almost had him with his 3-0 lead when suddenly I saw an eagle flying so high, so free. Circling just right above us.
