He said he'd make me his famous bolognese pasta. He did. He added some lovely cocktail drinks for us with those cute little umbrella sticks in it. I shall never deny that drink I say. It was a sweet start to October. He fluffed up those big floor pillows so both of us squatted down to the level of his low-lying wooden table. The sound of police sirens and dubstep blasting in his stereo echoed all around his spacious sitting room. Our conversations are silly and random.
It's been a month already and I've never been able to last this long with somebody. And neither has he.
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Beautiful! You look so elegant and trendy at the same time!
Beautiful pics!! You look gorgeous! The dress, the hair, the make up, everything! :) Lovely post as well.
If that isn't love then I don't know what is.
That sounds lovely.
/Avy
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