Her belly pregnant.
A smile on her face.
I went to touch my chin again but ended up touching my chest.
My heart actually raced a little.
She wore pregnancy jeans that had a few holes in them.
She looked beautiful.
She looked more than beautiful.
I wasn’t sure what came after beautiful.
I wasn’t sure if there was a term that described how she looked compared to how she made me feel.
Maybe it’s love?
I clenched my jaw tightly.
I offered my right hand when she was close enough.
That’s when I smelled her hair and skin.
A honey, lavender smell.
Soothing. Comforting.
Yet her eyes were pure sexual desire.
She rendered me speechless.
So I led the way outside the house and to my truck.
When I got into the truck, I started it.
I put it into drive.
Then I stopped.
Shifted it back into park.
I turned and looked at Hazel.
She looked at me.
I’m going to blurt something out…
I leaned across the seat and kissed her.
Just a simple kiss. A quick kiss. Nothing too crazy.
But far from enough…
I put the truck back into drive.
Once we arrived at my place, I held Hazel’s hand.