“I’d still rather be presentable,” I managed to squeak out of my closed throat. Butterflies flew ramped in my stomach from his close proximity. He let out a breath and leaned back giving me some breathing space. He gently released my hands from his soft grip.
“If you insist princess.”
“I will be right back. Don’t leave,” I said and sprinted up the grand staircase towards my room. I rushed into my closet in search of something to look for. If I had time I would have spent hours picking what to wear next time I had seen him but I had mere seconds so I grabbed my favorite pair of designer jeans and sweater. As I did a quick look in the mirror I ran a brush through my now dark hair.
“If only I had more time,” I sighed and did a final once over before steeling my nerves and heading downstairs. He was standing exactly where I had left him smile and all. He was as dashing as ever.
“Personally I think you looked nice before but you look beautiful now as well, just in a different way,” he said as I descended the stairs. A grin broke through my lips as I walked over to him.
“I know you said names are irrelevant but it sure would be easier if I knew what to call you.”
“You can call me anything you want,” he answered. Now that I was more comfortably in my element of playful banter I let on a sly grin.
“If you say so, Leslie,” I teased. He quirked an eyebrow. “Not Leslie? Hmm you look a lot like a Bob, or maybe Phil?”
“How about a Matt?” he added in me jokingly.
“No no no. You don’t look like a Matt at all,” I teased sarcastically.
“So what do you want to do?” he asked me.
“Well it’s going to be pretty hard to beat a creepy meeting at night in a cemetery, but I think we come up with something.”
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To Have Wishes or Love
FantasyMauri finds a genie lamp and thinks she has everything she wants until she realizes she would give it all up for him.
