March 30: Vivienne Westwood Store Opening Party

To Fall In Love, First We Must Befriend...


It was the cold, harsh light of morning that woke her up, her naked form was peaking out from the big quilt covering her legs. As she rolled over, she caught sight of the beautiful man laying volgende to her. She sighed in contentment as she snuggled closer to him, his sleeping form peaceful and relaxed. She began to stroke his chest, willing him to wake up so she could look into his big smaragd, emerald green eyes. He turned to her, his eyes opening and a soft smile playing with his luscious lips. "Hi" he breathed, soft as cashmere, the smile that spread her lips...

Am I a fool for trying to save my self from further agony? I can only think of how stupid I am as I drive down the road. I know that Micah is staring at me from the back seat. Sometimes I wish he wasn't so intellectual for a five jaar old.

"Why are we running away?" His face is quiet,questionable. I don't answer him but know that he is still waiting for an response.

"Were not running away." I finally say after sometime of thought.

"Isn't that what they call it?" He says with his sweet little voice.

"Yes." I murmur. I look back and see him nod his head and close his eyes.

I turn back to the...