The most beautiful vision in the world is sitting across from me. It's Serena. And all she's doing is telling stories.

When she tells them, however, they come alive. If they capture me this easily, you can imagine what they do to the children.

That's right; we're spending a date in the park entertaining other people's kids. If someone ever told me I'd be perfectly content doing this a year ago, I'd have laughed. Sure I like kids, but I've never really been all that involved with them.

Serena attracts them like bees to honey. I guess they sense that she's a kindred spirit.

Unfortunately, that's not all she's attracting.

Her hair gleams gold, catching every eye in the area. Her vivacious smile and glowing eyes keep them trained on her. She doesn't notice all the men in the area watching her. She doesn't even seem to understand what they're doing when they come over to talk to her.

In fact, she doesn't even seem to notice they're coming around to talk to her. She brushes them all off casually, but politely. Heh, she can't even be mean accidentally. I guess Raye and I really are the exceptions for her. And Sammy, of course.

So I just watch her. It's enough, for a while, to just see her glow in the light. To watch her shine in contact with others, and to know that she picked me!

Eventually, the storytime comes to an end. Even Serena can't talk forever. Though Mina might be able to, given half a chance....

I offer my hand to help Serena stand. It's the gentlemanly thing to do, but there's more to it than that. After watching her for so long, I want to touch her. To make sure she's real. I'm still half convinced that I'll wake up from this to find our relationship is no more real than my dream princess.

Her hand isn't enough, so I pull her close for our walk. She doesn't seem to mind. I glare at all the men looking at us with jealousy. See? She's mine. This is where she wants to be. Not with you. With me. Mine.

It doesn't take long before I don't notice them anymore either. I'm rather easily distracted by the feel of her soft body up against mine. I can smell her shampoo. She fits so neatly under my arm I can almost believe we really are made only for each other.

It doesn't take long before I stop our walk to kiss her. I can't help myself. She melts into me as all other thoughts are wiped from my mind.

I don't remember my fears then. I forget all about the men impatiently waiting for me to make a mistake.

Right now, I'm kissing her. And that's all that matters.