Jury's in, I am unable to put my legs all the way behind my head. But I'm pretty close, and we both had a lot of fun trying to make it happen. Now here I sit in the window sill of Rhodes's Paris apartment at 2:54am; balancing a mug of tea on the ball of my knee as I stare down at the streets below.
I'd love to see what he looks like if he let his facial hair grow in a little bit, but I don't know how likely that is to happen. "You're sweet, now lets sleep" I whisper gently and curl my body up into the side of his, my head lying on Rhodes's shoulder. I can feel him place a soft kiss to the top
Three hours later we are back in the middle of Paris, having just left the Eiffel Tower we've found a little market. I'm a sucker for a good market, so I drag Rhodes through the stalls looking for nothing in particular. I find a stand that I like very much, a young father and son are selling their w
"Merci" I say quietly as the waiter places down the small pastry in front of me. Across the table from me, Rhodes stifles a small chuckle as he takes a sip of his coffee. "What, did I say it wrong?" I ask him quietly after the waiter leaves. I thought I had it right, I'm slowly becoming completely m
"Hey, you okay?" Rhodes phone is placed back in his pocket and his attention is placed directly on me. "You've gone pretty pale" he observes. I nods my head, swallowing the lump in my throat. "I don't think I'm going to enjoy flying" I meekly reply, I'm not going to let him in on my inner ramblings
Rhodes's P.O.V Normally I find plane rides to be dead boring, especially the shorter ones. There's no point getting stuck into a movie or your book because you'll have to put it away soon after. But this flight, it's been different. That's what she does; the girl in the seat beside me, she makes e
This girl can sleep anywhere. I know this because she fell asleep almost as soon as we got into the car after Ambrose picked us up from the airport. He landed back home on an earlier flight this morning. "Bub, wake up" I nudge her shoulder gently as the hotel becomes within sight. Once again her he
I stand up press my lips to hers, slipping my tongue in between her lips and navigating her blindly towards the bed. I feel her hands palm my jeans as she attempts to undo them, requiring a little bit of help from my eager hands. The second my jeans pool around my ankles her hand is pressed against