Make It Hot

March 21, 2013 § Leave a comment

He leaned in, folding his hands in front of him, and looked her straight in the eyes with that devilish smile. Somehow, all too familiar with his kin, she was taken aback by his confidence; by the leather straps of his watch, his slim tie, and neatly polished shoes. There was something qualifying about his confidence and vigor, she thought. He ordered her favorite drink without questioning her taste, then gently rolled his hands over hers. She smiled her not so innocent smile in return. That moment, while short but by all means satisfying, had been what they longed for. After all these years together, she was still amazed in how well her husband looked in a suit, and he, intoxicated by her beauty, felt fortunate to have the love of such a goddess.


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