~Ryan~
"Stop running Rachel". she's adamant and doesn't stop . She runs and enters my room and stills in front of my incomplete painting . I am a painter. I painy when I try to clear my brain. I come running into the room and find her standing infront of the incomplete painting .I wrap my arms round her middle from behind and bury my face in the crook of her neck . She tilts her head to the left to give me more space. I whisper in her ears.
"What are you seeing?". I whisper and lick her lobe.
"This painting is so good.". She whispers .
I kiss her head . She smells of lavender and a fruits .
I really don't know why I am so interested in this women . Yeah she's different. I love having her in my arms .
Suddenly her phone rings breaking our moment . She turns in my arms , kisses my cheek and gets out in the balcony to pick up the call .
"Hey Stella".
