Chris
The next morning, I woke up with a sense of lightness that I hadn't felt in a long time. The memory of Shayla's kiss and the passion we shared lingered in my mind, bringing a smile to my face. As I got ready for the day, I couldn't help but feel a bit silly for being so giddy about a kiss. But then again, it wasn't just any kiss. Shayla's reciprocation, the way she melted into my arms, let me know that I wasn't alone in these feelings.
I made a quick breakfast, the usual eggs and toast, and sat down at the kitchen table. As I ate, I couldn't stop my thoughts from drifting back to Shayla. The connection we had was undeniable, and it filled me with hope.
I checked my phone and saw a message from her:
Good morning, Chris. Last night was amazing. Thank you for everything.
I smiled and quickly typed a response:
Good morning, Shayla. I'm glad you enjoyed it. I had an amazing time too.
