The Meet Ups
He looked into my eyes, his hand around my waist pulling me closer.
"I need you to keep this a secret." He whispered his lips so close to mine, almost touching as he spoke to me.
"I will," He punctuated my statement with a sweet kiss to the lips which came as surprise so much so that I pulled back from him.
"On one condition though, we get to do this date thing again." I whispered back looking into his eyes wanting to see deeper than he was letting me.
"Date is a strong word." He whispered back with a small laugh rumbling at the back of his throat. His words stung but I did not let it show instead I smiled at him bring my fingers up to touch his beard to distract myself from the sting.
"What's the right word," I asked planting a small kiss on his lips.
"A meet up."
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She knew she was the least to him yet she let herself get sucked into his life. A married man, happy with his family and beautiful kids and yet she could not stop herself from falling in love with him. To her, he was a sweet distraction from her routine boring life, some adventure, some love, something new to love on yet she knew it wasn't all mutual. The deal was too good and she drank of it, like the sweet poison it was.
