Yeah, it’s plain to see (plain to see)
that baby you’re beautiful
And there's nothing wrong with you
(nothing wrong with you)
It’s me, I’m a freak (yeah)
but thanks for lovin’ me
Cause you’re doing it perfectly
(it perfectly) -adam lambert
Anita so wanted to call someone to talk to about her and Newt. But she knew if she did, she'd say too much. She didn't want that to happen.
"Promise, you'll keep it a secret." He'd asked on the walk home. They'd held hands. She felt good about that, and he'd kissed her when she nodded that she would keep it a secret.
Newt kept smiling, and so did she.
"We'll be more careful next time." He shrugged.
"Of course." She bit her bottom lip. They were almost to her place. He held on to her hand.
"I don't want to let you go," he said softly in her ear, and she slightly shivered.
They kissed. Longingly for quite some time. Perhaps, it was to improve the kiss. No, she wanted to not let go, either. She didn't want to go home.
"Call me," she begged as he finally let go some fifteen minutes later.
"I will. Promise." He smiled and they kissed once more, an open kiss that was more of the same from the last one, but just as dreamy and almost exhausting, but Anita didn't care. She watched him walk away. He was her boyfriend, wasn't he?
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6 comments:
so sweet.
I hope he's her boyfriend after that. Better be.
I must read more of this.
Its very new to me.
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aw this is sweet
xx lue
So much to savor. So much to wonder about.
Hmmm..I hope he won't let her down.
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