AUTHORS NOTE: Bleugh. This was an awful song to write and especially seeing as I don't have my laptop so big up to my lovely brother-in-law, Chris, for allowing me to use his laptop. I love you, boy!
DISCLAIMER: I don't own the characters
Day 25 - A song that makes you laugh - how can you not wear a cheesy grin after hearing this song? It's simply beautiful. Again, another one of my loves.
[The Shoop Shoop Song - Cher]
"To find out what you want to know
If it's love, if it really is, it's there in his kiss"
His kiss.
That's how she knew that he loved her.
Whenever he kissed her, he would caress her cheek with his thumb first slowly as if trying to remember every single curve and line of her face and his eyes would stare intently into hers. She'd feel a lump forming in her throat as her face instinctively tilted into his hand, her lips pressing against the heel of his hand in a small kiss before he'd step forward and his lips would be on hers.
He'd kiss her bottom lip then her top lip, sharing the attention, before squarely pressing a kiss against her mouth and she wouldn't help but smile as she reciprocated the kiss. His hand would now slide up into her short brown curly hair, keeping her lips prisoner under his as he ran his tongue along the length of her bottom lip causing her to gasp. This would be the only permission he'd need before his tongue would sweep into her mouth and fight for dominance with hers.
The fight wouldn't last long before they were just lazily kissing, happy to be standing there next to the other and she'd smile against him as he'd nip at her bottom lip, kissing the sore spot, before nibbling somewhere else.
Yes. It was most definitely his kiss that told her how much he loved her.