❝Read me your favorite pieces of poetry while I please you❞ I feel his hardness grow underneath me and watch as his chest begins to rise and fall. His lips part open with heavy breaths.
I begin to unbutton his shirt slowly, kissing down his neck alm...
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I can't count how many times I've read the letter.
The same words have now written themselves in my brain and I could recite them without looking.
The last sentence is the one I read over and over, never had I thought Honey Rose would be the one asking me to go on a date with her.
The girl who didn't like dates, who never saw herself being treated well or finding someone, asked me on a date after telling me she misses me and wants to explain everything to me.
The rest of the letter was telling me the address of the date and I knew where it was the moment I read it out loud.
It was at the library close to the academy, the same place I had hoped to share with her but she couldn't make it, the place I had hoped would count as our first time out together, she had asked me to meet her there as a date.
My heart hasn't stopped jumping rapidly since I read the letter and it beats faster every time I reread it just to read her telling me she wants to see me.
I was worried that she was going to tell me the opposite. If she did I don't think I could have handled that.
"You've been smiling since last night, something from the university?" Mother smiles as well as she places a breakfast plate down on the table.
She knew exactly why I was smiling but my father drank his coffee without a clue.
Father has always told me someone like Honey was going to be a distraction and she was but she was my favorite, even if I went on that date and everything goes the way I hope it will and father doesn't approve, he would have to disapprove by himself.
"I checked their housing but I think it would be better for you to live off campus" Father injects himself before I can answer, "The apartments look calmer and it should give you space to study without disruptions"
"What about a roommate? Someone you're more than comfortable with" Mother gives me a knowing eye and I know who she's talking about.
"Whoever you pick, make sure they benefit you" Father inputs, putting down the papers he had been reading before beginning to eat his food.
I hurried to finish my food before going upstairs and spending the entire evening trying to find out what to wear and what to say.
I was mixed with excitement to see her and fear of what she'd say.
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