I don't think I've ever thought of anything being so beautiful. Not the most expensive stone, the darkest sunset or the earth's most smallest creatures. It was Em.We're driving in my blue rusted mustang from three generations ago. The warm humid wind blows around us, making our bodies sticky and hot. I quickly take a look at Em. Her strawberry blonde hair is just flying around as her head is leaning on the window ledge. Her eyes are shut. Slowly drifting into her own slumber. Her beauty is radioactive. It effects me so badly that I feel weak at one touch from her body.
I want her to wake up. I want to see those bottle green eyes that make me feel jealous to anyone who has stared into them the way I do. I slow the car down onto the dusty savanna put the car in neutral and undo my seat belt. I lean over to her face and gently kiss her head. I can't control the way I feel about her. As I pull away, her eyes meet mine. And both smile like there's no tomorrow.
" Hi " Em whispers. " what was that for ? " giving a Cheeky tone to the end of her voice.
" Nothing " I replied. With every word she says I'm blown away and with every move my whole world shakes. I lean in again for a kiss. It was slow and even when we had finished I always wanted more. But she playfully pushed me way and said " carry in driving Mr Chauffeur! No time for playing around ". As she said this she gave me a little wink that even seemed to get my pulse running. So I did as I was told. Sat back down, and started to drive.
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