"Kiss me," I whispered into his ear. He leaned into me, and gently kissed me on the lips. We stayed like that for a long time. I loved him so much. When we pulled away I said "I love you Derek. I want to go to Hawaii and marry you and have seven kids named Bobby, Lobby, Fozzy, Knozzy, Swiffer, Lenny and Frezzy." He looked taken aback. By that time I had already combined our bank accounts, booked a hotel room with a double bed and gotten our wedding rings. When I told him this, he ran away, saying something like "Love scare!"
by ahsihm June 27, 2009