"I don't like sharing you," I grumble as I lean in for another kiss. "Especially with cows like Melissa."
Because he does have nice legs. Lovely legs, in fact. And a gorgeous arse and a wicked tongue and oh... Sometimes I wonder if I'm more in love with his body than I am with his mind. I know it's not true, though.
I love him for every inch of his soul. For the friend and lover I've found in him, for the mentor he is to the others in the house, for the father he is to the twins.
And I kiss him again. Perhaps he's had enough of a rant from me.
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Date: 2008-04-27 05:11 am (UTC)Because he does have nice legs. Lovely legs, in fact. And a gorgeous arse and a wicked tongue and oh... Sometimes I wonder if I'm more in love with his body than I am with his mind. I know it's not true, though.
I love him for every inch of his soul. For the friend and lover I've found in him, for the mentor he is to the others in the house, for the father he is to the twins.
And I kiss him again. Perhaps he's had enough of a rant from me.