Peace, Smiles & Cotton Candy
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Last published Sun, Oct 9, 2011
"Do you believe in love at first sight?" he asked, twirling my hair between his fingers. I looked down shyly, hoping he hadn't noticed me shiver excitedly at his touch.
"No," I answered bravely. "I don't." I flicked my eyes up to his face, and immediately regretted it. A glint of mischief played in his dark brown eyes.
"Brilliant. Neither do I," he grinned, bringing his face down closer to mine.
"Wait," I squeaked. "That doesn't make any sense."
"It makes perfect sense," he chuckled, still moving closer. His face was now only an inch away from mine. "With love out of the way, it's so much easier to just have fun."
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