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Stephanie
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Feb 01, 2014 05:48PM
She smiled at him sweetly.
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"Stevie," he said softly, resting his head on her shoulder.
He kissed her cheek, smiling softly. "You're everything to me."
"And you're everything thing to me."
He kissed her gently, wrapping his arms around her.
She closed her eyes, kissing him back.
He pulled her closer, kissing her passionately.
She kissed him harder, cupping his cheek.
He picked her up gently, wrapping his arms around her waist tightly.
She hooked her legs on his hips to help keep her up.
He smiled against her lips, holding her tight.
She wrapped her arms around his neck loosely.
He pushed aside any other thoughts, melting into the kiss.
She kissed him like the world was about to end.
He clung to her desperately, kissing her urgently, letting everything else disappear completely.
She had butterflies in her stomach, her heart was beating quickly, and her brain was full of pure bliss.
He held onto the kiss, trying to stretch out every second of it.
She was running out of air but didn't want to stop.
He kissed her frantically, like his life deepened it, dreading having to pull away.
She kissed him slower, trying not to pull away.
He kissed her softer, but didn't pull away even though he was starting to feel lightheaded.
She relaxed her body trying to hold onto the kiss.
He pulled back reluctantly, gasping for air.
She breathed heavily, hugging him tightly.
He held her just as tight, resting his head on her shoulder lightly. "Stevie," he breathed softly, still panting.
"One day, I might die from lack of oxygen, and I want you to know that it was completely worth it, and not to blame yourself because I think that's the best way I could die," he said, breathlessly.
"Don't jinx it," she warned. "Plus, lack of oxygen or not, you're not dieing."
He laughed, grinning at her. "Alright, it's just in case. But that would be the best obituary ever."
"But if you die you can never kiss me again." she pointed out.
"I'll try not to," he promised, kissing her nose. "But I hate having to pull away."
"Then take a breath and kiss me again. Simple."
He smiled and nodded. "Alright, problem solved. Once again, you're a genius."
He laughed, pulling away slightly. "See, you're getting a bit cocky, darling."
"Are you fine with my cockiness? If you aren't, I can stop if you want--" she stumbled quickly.
He kissed her lightly, cupping her cheek. "It's adorable, sweetie. I just have to make sure your head doesn't get too big and stop you from looking down on yourself. "
She sighed leaning on his hand. "I don't know how you want me to act then. One thing leads to the other."
"Just be you," he said, kissing her forehead. "I love you as you are. I just don't want you feeling bad about yourself, because I think you're so wonderful."
She hugged him tighter, "I will admit that you are boosting up my self-esteem."
"Good," he said, smiling softly. "That's my job."
"Do you enjoy your job?" she asked softly.
"I love my job," he whispered gently, hugging her close. "It's the best job in the world."
She kissed his cheek, "That's great."
"I love you, Stevie. And I'll do anything to make you happy," he said softly, resting his head on her shoulder
