JOURNEY TO LOVE

JOURNEY TO LOVE

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Mon, Apr 13, 2015
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Romance
I am standing in the door way of the wardrobe wearing Victoria Secret’s black Dream Angels Luxe embroidered flyaway babydoll, but I hide it with a bathrobe. He is sitting on the bed talking to someone on phone. I clear my throat and his eyes land on me. I drop the robe down and I can feel shock in his eyes. His jaw drops and he stutters on the phone. “ I…I…I umm I’ll call you in the morning. I’ve gotta go. Bye.” He keeps his phone aside and stands slowly walking towards me, stopping two feet away. Dazed he asks me “What are you wearing?” I move closer, I put my hand on his chest and hold his shirt, I whisper in his ear “A change baby.” I start to unbutton his shirt. One two three, strip off his shirt and wrap my arms around his neck. He pulls me closer by my waist. He leans in to kiss me but I put my finger on his lip. “Not so fast bad boy.”
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