She grabs her fork, eating. I admire her every move. She's perfect. She looks at me, smiling. I smile back.
After breakfast, our teeth brushed and showered. I grab her arm, and she turms around. I lean over to her and kiss her.
She drops the book she was holding and puts her hands on both sides of my head.
I put my hands on her hips and I spin around while holding her. She places her right hand on my chest, and kisses me more.
I bring her to a wall, and I place my hand on the wall, stretching my arm. She looks at my arm, and I'm still in the same position. But now I'm kissing her neck. She's still looking over.
