Her face was red from the recent sunburn. Living in New Mexico meant sunburn.
Her face usually was pale, covered with make-up and other mysterious products, most of which didn't come cheap.
Maybe it wasn't the sunburn that she felt heat up as he kissed her. Was it her blushing?
'You leave me speechless, the way you look at me. You leave me breathless, the talk to me.'
"I thought you loved her."
"You thought wrong." He said, holding her close. She smelt the Axe on his body, which now camped out in her nose.
"What did you see in her?" She asked, turning to face the wall, her back to his chest.
"Nothing." He sighed. "She was always jealous Shar." He said, reeling her in closer, making her sigh. It was a long sigh, which made the air thicker.
He leaned and kissed her again.
And tonight, she was his.
'You manage to disarm me, my soul is shining through, can't help but surrender. My everything to you.'