When we were sitting at his table tonight I had my eyes closed and was listening to the music when I heard him mumble “I’m going to take over . . . out of sight,” and then he reached over and slapped my face real hard and yelled “Get it On!!!” All I wanted at that moment was for him to beat the hell out of me . . . Did I really? I guess I was in some kind of teenage masochistic mood that night.
We have very different romantic fantasies lol
