[ERIC'S POV]
Three days have breezed through and I can still find myself daydreaming of the day when I got to experience that magical touch.
Every time I think of those closed eyes laced with long eyelashes, my butterflies inside start dancing to her tune. What is this unique bubbly feeling that I always feel only when she's present, but not with other women?
The answer is indeed love.
In this entire span of seventy-two hours, I've been thinking of nothing but her. Every single glimpse of her is making me hallucinate of cloud nine.
I am awfully love-struck.
"I wonder if she's still enchanted by my taste..."
