
*Maria*
There is only the slightest pause before the sexiest man I’ve ever laid eyes on speaks up with a husky just woke up tone, "Morning," His lips meet mine in the most delicious manner before he pulls back slightly to gaze meaningfully into my eyes. Damn. I’ve never felt this way before. It’s as if he’s cast a spell on me. I just want to lay my head on his chest and listen to his deep breathing or perhaps capture that glorious mouth again for a passionate kiss.
I’m conflicted at the moment and I don’t like that. I’m normally quite decisive and sure of myself but at this moment I’m not very sure of anything. All I know is he looks way to good in my chair. I’d like to keep him there and never allow him to move ,or if he must I would allow him to relocate to my bed where we could… Better stop that thought. It could only lead to naughty ideas and those take time which is a commodity I don’t currently obtain.
Stealing a glance at the clock I notice that I am an hour late to the fair. Liz is going to absolutely kill me. I push that thought back as Michael flashes me this sweet easy going grin. How can I be stressed when he looks at me like that? I feel a smile form across my features before I can stop it. He does look rather appealing. His chestnut hair all mussed and his clothes disheveled. The boy looks good slept in. I’ll give him that.
“Good Morning.” I practically purr while leaning in to steal one more kiss before the magic spell breaks and he realizes that I am not the person he’s looking for. Despite my better judgment I allow myself to enjoy the moment and in doing so I somehow wind up in his lap. Don’t ask me how? It seems that my body has a mind of it’s own. “You stayed?” It comes out as a question as I search the depth of his chocolate brown eyes for meaning.
“Why?” Any other guy I know would have just dropped me off and chalked it up as a major waste of time ,but he didn’t. He’s not like all the others. Still, I need to know that his reasoning his honorable.
