Status: what more can I say?

Monkey Business

prologue

Her eyes were like honey – seductive and untamed. She had a grace about her. A finesse that only came with years of experience.

When people asked why he loved her, he never had to hesitate when he answered. He knew it first thing when he woke up until his head hit the pillow at night. She was the only thing that made sense to him, and his love was the only thing that made sense to her.

It was the music that surrounded her – the way it seemed to change when she would dance – that made him know that he loved her. It was the way her body moved to that old Jackson song the first time he laid eyes on her. Her hips swayed back and forth while her arms were held high in the air, and he knew that he loved her. It was that moment that he knew she was the one.

Her dance, her music, her smile, her eyes. It was the world to Harry, and it scared the shit out of him.
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Just a little taste of what's to come (;