✓ [18+] BACK TO YOU

From That MOMENT On,

BACK TO YOU
Written by MischiefMaidenx
COPYRIGHT © 2020 by MischiefMaidenx
All rights reserved.

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FIFTH LETTER:
Ford Daniels to Lexie Cooper

To My Beautiful Angel,

Your letters so far—perfection.

I know you think they're ridiculous and silly but I adore them. Almost as much as I adore you. The fact that they're so real because they're so you, makes reading them and being apart—a little easier.

I'm counting down the days until I can hold you in my arms again. Only ten days, nine hours, seventeen minutes, and twenty-six seconds to go.

Yes, I just did the math baby and I don't care how nerdy that makes me seem. But then again, you do love it. Anyways, back to you—to us.

I've been thinking about those two weeks we spent together when you were here. About how I want to spend every day with you like that—for the rest of my life. I know it's only been two months that we've been together and some might say we are moving too fast but Lexie, sweetheart, I've been in love with you for so long that you are my entire life now. There is no going back.

You're in my every thought, breath, touch, taste, everything. My heart is yours. My body. My past, present, and my future. They all belong to you and only you.

Honestly, I don't care anymore what people have to say about us. They don't know anything about what we've both been through that has brought us closer together. It's little things, things that others would look past and take for granted that I've cherished with you.

I know baby that I'm being repetitive with my confessions of love but I can't help myself. I'm still—two months later—in complete awe by you and the fact you're mine. Finally.

I've wanted this for so long and now that I finally have it, I don't think I could go back to how my life was before you and me. I just can't.

Which is why I put in 100% every day, every night when it comes to being the best for you. Being the one that makes sure that you feel loved, wanted, appreciated—for exactly who you are.

You're my girl Lexie Cooper and I will love you endlessly until the day I die.

Love with every ounce of my soul,
Ford Michael Daniels

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L E X I E • P O V

Holy Hell, I'm nervous.

My stomach is going haywire with a swarm of pissed off butterflies as I ascend the eighteen stories inside the elevator of Ford's apartment building near downtown New York City.

I don't know why I'm so nervous though. It's just Ford I'm taking pictures with. It's not some pompous photographer from across the pond who doesn't care about me. So I should be at ease, right? Obviously, I'm not and as the elevator door opens up and I approach Ford's apartment door, I begin to feel self-conscious about myself—about my appearance.