Take me back to when I picked oranges from orchards

Chapter 53

Have you ever driven through an empty City Street at night? With an ice cream swirl after having a hearty amount of chicken wings. Full tummy, happiness and satisfaction or maybe you haven't but it's similar to taking a walk in a park or drawing a sun in the corner of a page. It is like dipping a strawberry into ice cream. Or getting your report card and seeing that you did well. 

While I go on this nostalgic ride, the best part about it was listening to Omar tell me something about himself or his day. Just looking at his smile and feeling my heart race…towards his. His heart that I often touched with my hands. Feeling my soul instantly click around his. I am in love with this man, deeply so.

The best thing that's happened to me this far is him—his beautiful jawline, sharp nose…slim lips, and smile.

"Why are you looking at me like I'm a gigantic burger?"

His dark eyes…filled with longing.