Black coffee

Ohk now the talks are getting deep.I can't look straight into his eye's any longer fear I might blink a tear, had to look down at my shoes. Oh right I keep telling myself it's nothing serious just a late dinner at his veranda, Nigeria parti jollof he made himself. Just that the slow deep talks feels so awkward, oh well' he's such a romantic cook last time I had a parti jollof melting in my mouth was two Moon's ago. And he won't stop staring at my collarbones, I admit the dress is short an armless evening gown. He's too intense and careful with words less convo deep stares and a toast of wine in the air. Oh breathe! Do you believe in soulmate? Oh well' a little chuckle in between i do just errrmmm now that's it? Reali with that look in his eyes so damn Johnny drille when he's so deep in his sings. Well you could tell I wasn't all calmed as I shivered when his cold hands graced in between my thighs. Holy Mary! see no evil definitely a sign from the devil. I better get going before i let loose the hook of my panties that has no shame only when it comes to black coffee.
Lolu