❝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...
authors note: I know at the beginning of the book, Honey was nineteen but then I changed it so that she was eighteen instead, but I'm not entirely sure if there are more indications about her age but she is eighteen now turning nineteen in this chapter !
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- Forever & More
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I never understood how someone could be so beautiful, even when sleeping.
Honey was cuddled into my pillow, her face buried in the pillow case and her leg thrown over it as she comfortably slept.
It killed me to get up this morning and leave her, but I was just glad that I was finally back. I went to buy her a large bouquet of assorted flowers, with little papers inside of the bouquet with her favorite poetry lines written on them for her first birthday gift.
I knew how much she didn't like her birthday, and how she didn't like big celebrations but I don't want her to see her birthday as a bad day anymore and wanted to replace all those bad memories with ones that I know she'll love.
I was so in love with her that it hurt but it was pain that I didn't mind going through.
When I went back to her, she was still sleeping and I didn't want to wake her, so I left the flowers with a card right beside her bed so she'd see it as soon as she woke up.
"This is so sweet of you, she's going to love whatever you have planned for her today," Celeste says as she helps me look for a dress for Honey.
I asked her to come along because I wasn't the best when it came to shopping for others and I wanted to pick a dress I knew she would like.
"Did she like the flowers?" I ask, growing a bit nervous that the incredibly large bouquet was a bit much and she didn't like them.
"She adores them, she's read every single poetry line you placed inside, look" She opens her wallet, taking out a picture of Honey sitting on the bed with her addictive smile, so far gone staring at the flowers she didn't even notice the photo was being taken.
