Valentines Lingerie with a Twist
He really is a pain in a butt, you know. He never says what he is feeling; he plays everything really close to the chest. Just when she is fed up with him, right up to her emerald green eyes, he does something that floors her and lures her back in. Lately, it has been her that is playing it cool and that has left him wondering if he shouldn’t be a little clearer in his intentions. He is thinking those very same thoughts watching her through completely opened eyes and seeing more than just some woman. What he is seeing is “the” woman but there is more. He is also seeing, perhaps for the very first time, how other people look at her and that, he realizes is a potential danger.
He goes to the lingerie store, his mind focused on that golden blonde hair and those deep emerald eyes. He finds exactly what he is looking for and has the girls wrap it up for him. After all, there is no way he would ever figure out that whole paper, bow, wrapping deal. He is walking along in the mall, not bolting like he normally would when a sudden thought overwhelms him. He keeps going until he finds what he is looking for, the perfect gift for that beautiful woman. He has never been surer of anything in his entire life.
He hides the package and waits impatiently for Valentine’s Day to come along. Usually he is waiting for the day to come and go as quickly and painlessly as possible. This time he is looking for it to arrive so that he can celebrate. He picks her up to go to dinner, marveling at how beautiful she really is and wondering how or why he gets to take her anywhere and why he has ever kept himself from letting her know how she makes him feel. They eat and then come back to his home. He opens the door for her and then goes to his little hiding spot and grabs the beautifully wrapped lingerie package. She opens the box and gasps at his choice. She starts to head down the hall to try the gift on but he calls her back, a slight catch in his voice as he gently reminds her that there is more.
He waits for her to look inside of the other, much smaller box. The box top creaks open and she looks, tears sparkling in her eyes as she momentarily forgets the lingerie that she is holding in her trembling hands. He smiles as she races toward him, her smiling face telling him that the gift is a dead on hit and he wonders what has taken him so long to do it.
Later that night, he looks over and sees her, curled on her side, her pretty blonde hair curled around her shoulders, the emerald green lingerie bunched up around her creamy thighs. Every now and then she sighs, a sound that lures him and lulls him at the same time. He slips his arm around her and feels her snuggle closer to him in the darkness. Yes, sir, best idea ever he thinks again. Fellows, if you are ever wondering if it is time to do it or not remember, it is never too soon to declare your love and buy season hockey tickets for the one you love!
