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61. Kiss
Fifth year; Christmas break; Rome It was sunset.
An icy breeze picked up around Guido and Olivia as they walked along the Tiber, Guido’s jacket wrapped tightly around Olivia’s thin frame. The wind blew her dark hair back and Guido thought she looked breathtaking.
He stopped. Olivia followed.
“Ollie- Olivia,” he began, swallowing a lump as he looked at her, unable to turn away. Noticing she was shivering slightly, Guido stepped closer to her, shielding her from the cold.
Her eyes. Her hair. Her smell. Guido leaned down, cupped her face in his hands and kissed Olivia for the first time.
And it felt amazing.
__________________ yeah I like tеlling stories________________________
but I don't have to write them in ink_____
_____________I could still change the end
Last edited by sweetpinkpixie; 08-29-2011 at 02:06 AM.
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