The two were still laying in their bed. She turned her head and pressed a soft kiss to his lips, which soon turned into a needy one.
She sat up and straddled his hips. He gently grasped her hips, staring up at her confused.
"What are you doing?"
She stayed silent and pulled her shirt over her head. His eyes rested upon her bare chest for a moment before they flickered back up to her eyes.
"I'm ready."
"Are you sure? I don't want you to do something you will regret one day."
"Brandon, we've been together for two years now. I love you. And this is what I want."
He sat up and pressed a soft kiss to her lips before wrapping his arms completely around her and holding her close.
"I want this to."
***
Best birthday ever. This is all she could think. The two now laid tangled together under their wrinkled bed sheet.
"Do you remember when I started that sticky note thing when we were in high school?"
"Oh my god. That was the best. Could you imagine where we would be if you did not leave that sticky note?"
"I don't know honestly. I couldn't see myself with out you."
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The Little Messages| (#Wattys2017 ) ✔️
Short StoryThe first many chapters are stupidly short but I did that for a reason. Bare with it and you won't be disappointed! #92 in short story as of January 31st, 2017 ___________________________________ Princesa: I have to tell you something. B.S: what...
