Traitor to My Heart
Moment
He had never said those words to me. Not seriously, not like this. I looked into his eyes, which were now a bit higher than mine since he was standing strait, his head no longer on my shoulder. I smiled widely at him, my beautiful boyfriend and as he played with my pink-blonde hair said, "Oliver, I love you too."
His eyes seemed to brighten, his face glowed tremendously. "Well," he laughed, looking happier than I'd ever seen him. "After a year and half, I'd hope so, baby, yeah." His lips found mine again, my apprehensive shaking had completely went away as did every other thought in my mind but Oli and the three words, I love you.
Then, of course, the sweet moment was interrupted.
His eyes seemed to brighten, his face glowed tremendously. "Well," he laughed, looking happier than I'd ever seen him. "After a year and half, I'd hope so, baby, yeah." His lips found mine again, my apprehensive shaking had completely went away as did every other thought in my mind but Oli and the three words, I love you.
Then, of course, the sweet moment was interrupted.