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    Love Is Never Painless – (Chapter: She Is…)

    The double meaning not lost on either of us as one last kiss to her lips seals the deal and I back away leaving her breathless against the door.

    I busy myself with her stereo system again to regain my composure before I burn her house down trying to cook while I’m still reeling from her kiss.

    This time I’m prepared with my ipod and select the playlist and adjust the volume making sure it’s enough to drift into the bathroom setting the mood for Spencer to relax.

    "Beautiful girls all over the world, I could be chasing but my time would be wasted, they got nothing on you, baby. Nothing on you, baby."

    "It smells amazing in here. I almost ran out naked trying to sneak a taste it was taunting me while I was getting dressed."

    I turn in her arms, with my hands hanging over her shoulders, "next time don’t think about it. If you ever feel the need to be naked in my presence I won’t stop you." She just rolls her eyes at me and moves to pull out the chair next to her for me to sit.

    No words needed, we simply ate and enjoyed the lingering gazes across the table.

    I swear at one point I heard Spencer moan into her dish which made me blush because I’m no chef but I know how to not starve.

    She just smiled at me and grabbed my hand kissing each knuckle and went back to eating her food.

    For a while I forgot about the music playing and as I gazed at the woman sitting across from me holding my hand, the next words couldn’t have been more perfect.

    "Take my hand. We will stand. This was made to last forever, so let’s say it together for the rest of time, one mind, one heart, one love."

    Silence

    I raise my voice and continue my rant. "And just so you know I’m pouting because I’m all by my lonesome out here and I miss you." It never hurts to lay it on thick. "I came ALLLL the way here to see you and this is the thanks I get, having to sit and wait while you primp an-"

    I think I’m done complaining now

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