She looked at me with her sleepy eyes, god she was so adorable when she was sleepy,
"Sam," she said, "I love you so much." With that she nuzzled back into my neck and fell sound asleep.
I only hope that the thudding of my heart wouldn't wake her up, it has been six months till the day we got together and I still cannot believe it. I remember our first kiss so well.
"Carlaaaaaaaayyyyyyyyyy, I'm bored!!!" I whined.
We were sitting on her couch and watching some pointless sitcom about brainless blondes, when she turned to me and brushed her lips against mine. Then she seemed to have realised what she had done and started to go a very deep shade of red.
"I'm so sorry…I shouldn't have…I don't know what came over me…sorry…" she mumbled. I put my index finger over her lips to silence her then put my other hand on the back of her head and pulled her closer to me.
"Really?" I said "because I'm really not sorry at all."
Our lips met, she tasted like the orange juice we had just finished and some other sort of sweet I couldn't quite point out. Her eyes widen in shock but then I felt her smiling against me, which in turn led me to smile. Her tongue brushed my bottom lip and I happily granted her entrance, our tongues touched and this was far better than any kiss I'd had with a guy. It was just so right. She moaned into my mouth and pulled me onto of her using my collar. 15 minutes later we both sat up with identical maniac grins on our face.
"Still bored?" she asked
"Kinda, care to carry on?"
She smiled that smile I loved to see and as an answer pulled me onto of her again.