The first time I let a woman know I loved her, she walked right out of my life. Okay, okay, I didn’t say “I love you” exactly. But the setting couldn’t have been more romantic—the two of us basking in the afterglow of midmorning sex, breathless and blissful. We locked eyes and held each other for what seemed like forever. And that’s when I realized how much she meant to me. My phone was ringing in the background as I finally found the courage to brush back her hair and whisper three special words that would convey my feelings.
“Wanna get that?”
But the only thing she got was her clothes and the hell out of there.
Recent Comments
How not to fall in love with your male best friend
Believe me, donna grace- when I say I ex...
by Overratedme, Nov 30, 2008, 11:02 amTop seven women's sexual fantasies
never thought 3 out of 7 of those fantas...
by tipC_shoegal, Nov 25, 2008, 7:42 amHow not to fall in love with your male best friend
Having a male bestfriend is great,I had ...
by bloodyredtwistedangel, Nov 25, 2008, 6:13 am