Lance
I open the door and his smiling face is revealed. I still cannot get over how handsome this man in front of me is. I don't know how I got so lucky. He likes me as much as I like him, this perfectly made human, actually likes me.
"Hi," I look at him with a wide smile. He is dressed in black slacks and a white t-shirt. It fits perfectly, all around his beautifully sculpted body.
"Hey," he moves closer until I am in his arms and presses his lips to mine softly. There is a desperation to his kiss, I guess i feel the same. He is probably scared that after tonight i will end things but for now I am more than a hundred percent sure that I don't want to break up with him. I am going to hold unto him—if anyone is letting go, it'll be him.
Pulling away from me slowly he rests his forehead against mine "I missed you," he mutters even though we just saw each other earlier.
"I missed you too," I manage.
