Chapter 14
He steps inside and we kiss like never before.
His hand up my shirt.
My hand unbuttoning his jeans.
We pull our bodies close and head upstairs.
A rhythm.
A dance.
Like nothing before.
Hours later we lay in each others arms.
No idea what time it is.
No idea what happens next.
“Perfection Salad” I say out loud.
“Sorry?” he turns confused but with a cheeky smile.
“I’m going to make it for our dinner. It’s from the 50s. It’s chicken and jelly”
“Sounds like an unlikely combination” he smiles at me.
“Apparently somehow it just works” I smile back.
“I’m willing to try anything” he whispers in my ear.
