BS- Ch 3

[cutterpillow92]

D076.
By: cutterpillow92



He spun back around and caught hold of my waist.
For a moment we stood close together.
Close enough for me,
That my heart starts to pound.

Our faces only inches apart.
He smelt good.
Not heavy with cologne but fresh.
But fresh and clean.
I blush.

I daze out.
"Soap."

Eyes twinkling.
Bright smile.
"Did you say soap?"
He asked.

Frightened.
Alarm.
I had not realized I spoke aloud.

"I was thinking you smelled like soap."
I said.
I took a step backward.
I've never been embarrassed in front of him.
I gulped.

"So you were sniffing me?"
He smiled.
He took a step forward.
I wanted to run.
I wanted to hide.
I wanted to melt.
I wanted to disappear.
Evaporate.

"Yes-- No-- not on purpose."
I stammered.
I looked away.

He bent down.
Closer to my neck.
I felt his warm breathe.
I trembled.
But I didn’t show it.

"Gardenias."
He said and walked away with a smile.

"Excuse me?"

He looked back.
"You smell like gardenias."

Lips pursed.
I looked downward.
I fought my smile.
Blink once.
Blink twice.
I blush.

I tilted upward.
I saw him.
Gape forward.
I followed his gaze.
I saw his hand, stretch onward.
Waiting.

I took his hand.
His warm, soft hand.
Ten fingers.
Clasp together.

We walk.
Arms bump.
We stopped.

I incline closer to his face.
And before sunset,
I kissed him.