I just love the smell of an old book store and the feel of the crisp pages along my fingertips.
You give me things too," he said in a hushed voice as he bit off the cap. " " "A headache," his smile widened.
Why do you care?" His eyes looked casually over my shoulder, down the hallway then flicked back to me. "Are you jealous?" his left eyebrow rose slightly. "Of Lizzie, umm, ," I mouthed. "Ah, huh" he didn't sound convinced. "So what are you doing with ...
Joie," he said with his lips hovering over mine. "What?" I felt my heart flutter. "Shut up," he muttered and then he kissed me.
This woman comes of her own free will out of love for this man. And with the support and love of her family.
