Irresistible is the definite right goddamn word to describe Sawyer. He would always stare at me with those eyes that would make my face feel like it was burning in flames. Scorching like summer. Nng~
"Babe, now's not the time." I said, wishing it wasn't this way. Sawyer stood up from bed, kissed me on my forehead, and left to the bathroom.
"Cake." I whispered. "He got cake. My Baby's got cake." I said, smirking.
"I know I do, you got some good qualities too if you know what I mean. Love ya..." I was surprised. How the hell did he hear me from like a million feet away? I found it weird, but, I still loved him. Saywer and I had been childhood friends. We met for the first time in kindergarten, but we only shared classes in kinder, 1st grade, 3rd grade, 6th grade, 7th, 8th, all of high school (almost all classes throughout the whole year), and college was no different than high school. I really thank my principal for letting me be with my "all-time/all-life" crush.