Stories of Passion 3
I looked at her as she spoke, thinking how blessed I was to meet this girl on this stormy and otherwise uneventful night. I gazed into her eyes, grinning and scooting closer to her as the breeze got colder and the Chai in our cups ran low. I could have ordered another serving of the beverage, but I had something else on my mind.
‘Do you want to go on another adventure? Let's break something else!’ I asked her.
‘I'm up for it. You got me initiated.’
‘Have you ever dreamt of owning one of those mansions on the lakeshore?’
‘You bet I have. But I don't think I can in this current life.’
‘Well, you can't own one. But you...
‘Do you want to go on another adventure? Let's break something else!’ I asked her.
‘I'm up for it. You got me initiated.’
‘Have you ever dreamt of owning one of those mansions on the lakeshore?’
‘You bet I have. But I don't think I can in this current life.’
‘Well, you can't own one. But you...