I Heart London
I Heart London
“Dad’s garden was enjoying the early summer, and the smell of freshly cut grass and roses made me smile. Not only because it meant Mum had made him mow the lawn for my arrival, but also because it smelled of home. New York could smell of a thousand wonderful things at once, but the clean, glossy green smell of cut grass? Unless you followed one of the giant mutant mowers around Central Park all day, it was hard to find. But here it was, right by the front door.
‘Who do I have to pay to see you s...mile like that more often?’ Alex said, slipping his arm around my shoulders and placing a very gentle kiss on my lips.
‘When do I not smile?’ I asked, returning his kiss and holding him tightly. The sun was just starting to dip down low and, nap or no nap, I was fading fast.
‘Seems like we’ve both been too busy lately.’ Alex stretched his arms out so wide his shirt came untucked, showing just a hint of his hard, flat belly. ‘There hasn’t been nearly enough smiling.’ ‘Well, don’t get used to it while we’re staying in this house,’ I said, grabbing one of his outstretched hands and pulling him down the garden path.MoreLess
‘Who do I have to pay to see you s...mile like that more often?’ Alex said, slipping his arm around my shoulders and placing a very gentle kiss on my lips.
‘When do I not smile?’ I asked, returning his kiss and holding him tightly. The sun was just starting to dip down low and, nap or no nap, I was fading fast.
‘Seems like we’ve both been too busy lately.’ Alex stretched his arms out so wide his shirt came untucked, showing just a hint of his hard, flat belly. ‘There hasn’t been nearly enough smiling.’ ‘Well, don’t get used to it while we’re staying in this house,’ I said, grabbing one of his outstretched hands and pulling him down the garden path.MoreLess
Read book I Heart London for free
Write Review:
Guest
Read Also
9 / 10
User Reviews: