And at the end of the bus trip, he turns to me and smiles.

"I like talking to you," he says and I blush. His fingers twitch and I suppress a sigh of want.

Wait what?

But I can't think about that for too long.

Because then, he picks up my hand.

Hesitantly, he brings it to his mouth.

Then ever so softly, he kisses it.

Are my panties wet yet?

They should be.

I breathe deeply, trying to calm myself.

"Do you have a pen?" He asks and I frown, confused. He laughs, "so I can write my number on your hand."

Oh. Oh.

I quickly get the pen out and he scribbles his number down on the piece of napkin he's got.

He hands it to me then leaves.


Yeah, yeah yeah. I know... how can I possibly leave you right here?

I'm sorry... or maybe I'm not.

But I need to sleep.

Oh and sorry it was a bit late. I was watching Packed to the Rafters and there was a possibility that the bubby (baby) would die... sad.

But she didn't! *smiles ecstatically*

My mum looked it up and was positive that she would... because she saw a fanfic about the death of Ruby. So funny telling her that it was actually written in 2010... ahahah!

until tomorrow...

bexie25