Johnny's POV
This wasn't me, I wasn't this soft puppy dog that I turned into whenever I was around her. Lulu Spencer would get me in trouble but, I found myself not caring. I didn't care about anything happening to me, all I cared about was keeping her safe. I rolled over in bed to see her honey blonde hair splayed upon the bed, she was turned on her side sleeping soundly.
"This is what dreams are made of." Johnny whispers, leaning over to kiss her head.
"Careful, you're going soft on me. You wouldn't want the others to find out, big bad wolf." Lulu's lips curved into a smirk, she really was something else.
"I'm NOT soft, you're only imagining things." Johnny denied her claims with a smirk of his own.
"This is only going to end in destruction, you know." Lulu loved the chase, knowing if her godfather ever found out she was talking to Johnny Zacchara she'd probably be sent far away from Port Charles.
"I like the chase. I'll go to war over you, I don't care." Johnny kissed the side of her mouth, before covering her lips with his own.
"Hungry for more?" Lulu giggled, between passionate kisses.
"Always." Johnny promised, as they proceeded to make love.
Reader, you're probably wondering how this came to be. Why are Lulu and Johnny tangled up in each other? Why is their love so forbidden? How did they come to be? Well, it all started on a blustery day in September...