January 10, 2007
Trixie,
You're right. This has taken off rather well, hasn't it? I'm not sure what I had intended when I wrote that first letter. Maybe to convey the words that I can never seem to say when I'm around you. It's hard to say, really.
With all this talk of passionate kisses, with the way you feel when I hold you in my arms . . . everything about the way you move, the way you make me feel tells me that you are my one and only. There can never be another girl for me, Trixie. Never.
I never thought I'd say this but go shopping, Trixie. Find yourself the prettiest dress. Doesn't matter what the colour or the style is so long as it's a dress. But I also want you to feel comfortable in it, like you're a queen or something. Because you're the queen of my heart and, on Valentine's Day, I want the world to really know it. I mean, really know it.
Hugs, kisses, and all my love,
Speed