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    Numbers

    And tonight was no exception.
    When she opened her door, I stood there, rooted to the spot. She was so breathtaking in her casual attire. Warm mocha skin, soft brown eyes, masses of long, soft, yielding curls and those luscious lips curled into a delicious smile.
    I blushed.
    I blushed like I do every time, I find myself near her. Heat rose to my cheek.
    Bette had invited me over for dinner. It wasn’t our first date. We had been seeing each other for a while now, starting, almost immediately after  that day in her office. It had been the first time, then, that I blushed in front of her when she kissed me.
    Tonight was special though, exciting and nerve wracking all at the same time. The invite had implied staying over because we were to spend the whole day together the next day. Bette had planned a trip up the coast.
    So I stood there in the doorway with my  overnight bag, immobile, and she spoke asking whether or not I wanted to come in.
    And of course, I blushed because her voice had this effect on me. Soft, low, almost constantly whisper like and it floated to my ears and enveloped me like a thin tickling veil.
    The evening went perfectly. We even watched a movie, seating comfortably together side by side. We both encroached on each other’s personal space but it felt good. Our thighs touched along their full length and her left shoulder leant against my right and every so often our hands brushed against the other. 
    Every so often also, she would cast a furtive glance in my direction and I would blush under the weight of her big brown eyes. Neither of us, I believe, paid much attention to the film and its plot but more to the boundaries between our bodies which seemed to meld a little bit more as the evening progressed.
    The only time she did not see me blush was, when she kissed me. Her face leant in slowly and her lips touched mine furtively at first and then more firmly. Our tongues touched and a  gentle groan escaped her throat. 
    But then, she pulled back, perhaps to quickly, betraying her heightened emotions and proposed we went to bed. Conscious of her statement, she hastily added that she had readied the guest room for me.

    Comments

    1. Yay – you’re BACK!!! :) Your posts took me by surprise but I’m all caught up now. I’m thoroughly enjoying your Numbers series and so far my fave is 83 – so poignant, beautiful and loving (sigh). Looking forward to reading more from you kiddo! iHH xx (PS – sashayed!?! LMAO – thanks for that ;)

    2. You make it look so easy. I think I need to get away from the science books that I read at work and read more romance. I can’t wait for your book to come out K. Loved it, thank you 😍😘

    3. Bonjour Kins!! :-) thanks for updating the story even though you are on holiday! :-) this random stories are so heart warming, cute, funny, and naughty yet sexy… Lol :-D and those can mix beautifully!! Amazing writing Kins! :o)x Bette’s theory for make up sex timing is so interesting :-p though in the other hand I hope it won’t encourage them to have more fighting for the sake of that :-D btw are you back in Paris? If so, any plan to visit LH’s Art exhibition? Or you’ve been there? ;-) anyway.. Thanks again for the story :-) its a great way to start my morning :-D and always looking forward to your next installment! ;o)x

    4. Yeah! That’s what I’m talking about!.. I can see Bette [in the show] as you’ve wrote of her in “13” Practical but as the same time Superstitious. 10 X more…if you fight for a silly thing. If only I.C.tackled this side their marriage then we were a “Happy camper.” Thanks Kins40.

    5. Thanks a bunch for this well-written, highly entertaining Number Series, kins! =) Can’t wait to read how you’ll work around the other numbers. Mine was easy, no. 12. Enjoy your vacation and Happy Easter! Cheers! =)

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