K-Kismet
She had never been the type of woman who believed in things like Kismet...too many times she had seen life knock you down. She believed in Karma and for years she had been waiting for that bus to run her over...and then she met him. With him things were different. With him, she wasn't dreading the next day or waiting for the next shoe to drop...he made her believe in something as simple as fate...and she did believe it...she believed it because she knew that she was better because of him.
"Did someone order a gourmet meal," he asked, as he walked into her view and put a bag on the table? She simply stared at him in awe.
"How do you exist," she questioned? " I've been looking at life through a certain pair of eyes...and then you come into my life and suddenly everything looks different. How do you do it Brandon...how do you make me believe in things I never believed in before? How can you see so much good in me?"
"I only see you for who you really are," he said, as pulled her into a passionate kiss. "I wish you could see yourself the way I do. You're beautiful."
"You make me feel like I am," she said. "You make be believe in fate when I used to think it was all a bunch of hogwash."
"Maybe you just weren't looking hard enough," he said, as he lifted her off the ground. She was giggling as he picked up the bag and carried her inside. "Brandon stop," she said, as he began to tickle her. "Just stop."
"What's the magic word," he said, tossing her onto the bed.
"Please," she whispered, in a voice both soft and sultry.
"Are you going to eat for me," he asked?
"What do you want me to eat," she joked?
"How about you start with something edible...and then...then we can get to the food play."
"You drive a hard bargain detective..."
"Only when it comes to my lady..."
"Your lady huh...I like the sound of that."
"So eat," he said, opening the bag. "Or would you rather I feed you?"
"Maybe I want you to feed me something else," she said, eyes sparkling.
"Only if you eat all your food like a good little girl."
"But what if I don't want to be good," she pouted?
"You can be as bad as you want...AFTER you eat."
"Okay, okay," she said, opening the bag and taking out her food. Brandon just watched her with love in his eyes.
He couldn't believe he was lucky enough to have found a woman who filled his life so completely. She wasn't the only one who had a hard time believing in something this good...before he met her, he didn't quite believe it either. Now it was impossible not to. They weren't just compatible...they were meant to be...forever.
