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unicornkeeper07
Rafe was so incredibly thirsty. "Well bottoms up I suppose!" He said as he clinked his mug with hers. He took a sip, but it tasted so wonderfully he couldn't stop and he drank the very last drop. A warmth swept over him.
Rafe took a deep breath with his eyes closed and then he opened them and right before him was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen. It was his love, his soul mate, his beloved. "Oh Lucy, oh My Love! When I look on you a moment, then I can speak no more, but my tongue falls silent, and at once a delicate flame courses beneath my skin, and with my eyes I see nothing, and my ears hum, and a wet sweat bathes me and a trembling seizes me all over." Rafe took her hands. Her sweet delicate perfect hands. "I could shout it from the rooftops..." Rafe was off his chair and knelt down beside her, "...ask me anything my love and I will do whatever it takes to make you forever happy!"
Lucy smiled at him over her cup, watching him drink his coffee. But the smirk slid right off her face as Rafe started talking.
He left his chair and grabbed her hands, talking like he was in the middle ages. Her eyes bulged and she was speechless; her face glowed red and if you touched it, it would have felt like a furnace.
"Rafe? Rafe? Rafe. I...umm..Rafe maybe you should go back to your seat..."Lucy mummbled, though it was hard to talk when he was looking at her like that. This was NOT what she wanted. She knew pranks never payed off--this was her punishment--to be completely embarassed infront of everyone.