I’ve just recently been thinking of this one scene…not sure why it’s been on my mind, but it’s been begging me to write it. I’m not sure how I will write a story around it, but I’ve got a few ideas.
I love this scene, and will write more.
I’ve tentatively called this scene, “Remember Me”…not sure if this might become a title or not since there was a movie made a few years back called this. For now, though, I’ll call it that…so here goes. Let me know what you think.
He curled his arm around my waist and brought me closer to him. He leaned down to kiss me while he brought his right hand up towards my left breast. I moaned into his kiss, loving the way he felt against me, but knowing that we had to stop. I pushed away from him and said, “Can I say something before we go any further?”
He nodded his head and said, “Sure, I guess.”
I looked up into his wanting blue eyes, knowing I wanted him as much. “I don’t want this to be just a one night stand between us. I don’t want to be just another notch on your bedpost. I want to be the one that you want to be with in the morning light.” I stepped closer to him and wove my hand through his suit jacket, my hands sitting comfortably on his hips. “I don’t want to be the girl that you forget. I want to be the girl you remember.”