Excerpt from The Love Bug Chapter.
“Babe, I’ve got to tell you, I’ve been thinking about moving out. My parents don’t
respect me. Living here is just becoming a bit too much.” I placed my head in my
hands and took a deep breath. I exhaled a few seconds later, acting as though the
thought was depressing to me. I was playing up the drama, going for Amy’s heart
strings like a master actor. “They can’t give me five minutes to myself without
finding something to argue about. I’m sick of it. Something seems to be pushing us
together. What I’m saying is that I’d like to be with you and only you. If we were
ever to get…”
I stopped right there to let her natural curiosity take over and for her to think
about what I’d just said. I put my hand on her knee. “Well, we haven’t really known
each other long enough for me to be talking like this. I hope I’m not making you feel
uncomfortable.”
“No, not at all,” she said, listening intently.
“It’s just that I can’t stop thinking about you.” The way I spoke and looked at her
would have made even me believe I was sincere, so it had to be working on her. Her
face was full of concern, I stole a glance at her out of the corner of my eye. It was a
performance worthy of an Oscar. Women tend to think that men can’t act as well as
they can. Remember one thing, men invented acting. We do it everyday in way’s
women haven’t even discovered yet.
I could feel that I was minutes away from hearing what I wanted to hear. I could
see me living in her condo with all the sex I wanted at anytime. I asked her to join
me in the family room. I took her hand and lead her. I turned on the affection while
we sat there pretending to watch television. I snuggled next to her, giving her soft
butterfly kisses up and down her neck. Then I suddenly realized that I’d been so
caught up in my plan that I totally forgot to ask about her trip. “So, how was your
trip?” I asked in a soft whisper.
She immediately started to rattle off details and events almost nonstop. I tried
my best to appear interested by staring at her lips. It’s a tactic we men use a lot.
Usually we nod intermittently and look at the woman’s face, moving our gaze from
lips to eyes, lips to eyes. She finally paused and started to say what I had been
waiting to hear.
http://amansworldbook.com/
No comments:
Post a Comment