Toasting Good Fortune

This was like a dream come true to me. A heavy storm outside,a gorgeous girl here with me who wants to celebrate her good fortune which I help create. Can it get any better!

Going into the kitchen, returning with two glasses and a bottle of rosé I believe someone has something to celebrate?” handing Rosemarie a glass, setting mine down then de corking the wine. Pouring three fingers width into my glass and about three sips worth into Rosemarie’s glass

The look on her face is priceless “I’m old enough to drink wine Glenn!”

“I don’t want anyone to accuse me of trying to get you ****!” replying as I sit the bottle down only to see Rosemarie grab and pour more than even I have in my glass. “Well if you alright with drinking that much, I’d like to toast to the next best selling authoress of Queen’s Dale

Rosemarie lifts her glass and clink it against mine “Please no one even knows that I sold my first book yet!”

“Really! so your mom, John and me are no ones?” Feigning being hurt “Well see if i buy a copy when it comes out!”

“Glenn!, I didn’t mean it like that!” Sitting her glass down then taking mine and sitting besides hers. Grabbing my hands “Before I met you I never even had a chance to speak with an published author let alone a literary agent!”

“And look at you now a up ‘n’ coming author about to be launched country wide!” bring her hand to my lips, kissing then lightly “Soon everyone will be talking about Rosemarie Clancy and you won’t even have time to think about me!”

“I’ll never forget what you done for me Glenn Thorpe!” moving closer “Not for as long as I live! Letting go of my hands then surprising my by placing one on each side of my face and kissing me on the lips. My god even in my fantasies about her nothing felt like this,inside I was liquefying. I wasn’t even sure if I could stand if she let go.

When I could focus my eyes, I see It wasn’t just me that was affected by our first kiss, Rosemarie was standing there a dreamlike look on her face. I don’t know if she was feeling like me or not apparently neither one of us could physically speak as we stood there staring at the other.

Then before I could or even wanted to stop her Rosemarie’s lips are back on mine. This time her hand were wrapped around me. Scooping her up into my arms I carry her to the couch, moving a slow as a snail in December I gently sit down then spread out on my back with her on to. Breaking off our second kiss “Rosemarie, you…”

“Shhhh!” even was was so sexy a sound coming out of her mouth, before kiss number three consumed both of us!