With blood on top

I stared into his beautiful green eyes, mesmerized. *God bless him*. I look away completely embarrassed. But was it me, or was he gazing into my boring hazel eyes, just the same? Perhaps its just me fantasizing.

“You look amazing .” He says still staring me down with those luscious orbs of his.

HA! Then it wasn’t just me! He then takes my hand, which he had never let go of and kisses it. He’s so old fashioned and charming, and hopeless romantic like myself would have been head over heels at this point, but I had practiced all night to prepare myself for him. He then looks back up at me. *That smile* Suddenly I realize how close we are, eyes locked, he’s holding my hand. He could easily lean over and kiss me right now. (He’s not very tall, average height actually. I’m just a bit shorter than him. Shorter enough to make us kissing a two-way effort.) I gently take my hand and step back. Too fast. Think of something to say!

“So..you had a surprise for me?” When we had talked earlier today he had said so.

“Oh thats right. I do. Come on off the roof with me and I’ll show you.” He said as he, just like a gentleman helped me off the roof from my second story window.

“Now,” He breathed in my ear.

“Close your eyes” He cooed softly as I felt him step away.