Everything Else

Eventually releasing from the kiss, only now does Rosalyn realize how out of breath she is. Breathing heavily, she leans her forehead against Chad's, her eyes remaining closed. If she opened them, would this dream be gone?

His words bring out a giggle though and she finally opens her eyes to stare into his gaze - that never-ending conduit to his soul. "Maybe it's a good thing you didn't get a chance to kiss me in the kitchen..." She continues to try and catch her breath. "'Cause I don't think I could get up now, even if I wanted to."

Every muscle felt like it was made out of jelly and she was so relaxed it felt almost exhausting. Only a few moments had passed in reality, but it felt as though it had been a lifetime.

Her fingers toy with his hair until she finally nuzzles into him, burying her face against his neck and breathing deeply his sweet scent. So this was what it felt like to be held close by a man. It was a good feeling. A wonderful feeling. Would it end? She didn't want to think about it. Forever, or temporary, tonight she'd received what she considered to be a special gift - she felt wanted and worthy.

"Your lap is really comfortable," she murmurs. Wriggling her fingers on his back and daring a light kiss on his neck, she giggles again. "And so is everything else."

Pulling back to look at him once more, her eyes twinkle. Her words from last night come back to her. "You sir, are a flirt." She cocks her head, biting her lower lip. "But if I'm gonna be completely honest... don't change, okay?"