As I heard those words a tinkle, I listened to a bell, very faint yet very powerful so much that I pressed on Mr. Edgar's knees, emerged out and under the table
Our eyes meet,
Mr Edgar has hazel eyes, and I saw my face in them, love pouring out of them. A burning desire for love and affection. A longing for a lover, a powerful emotion I was unable to explain to myself. when how and how much have I fallen for him I did not know. but I knew for sure that he was the one person who was destined to me and was mine to claim
", My name is Elias Edgar"
Elias
I heard that name, and with that, I moved unknowingly forward and captured his lips in mine. a small and straightforward kiss of love. Mr Edgar secured me in his arms, large and strong and settled me on the table as he kissed me more
A short love story between two males, one who is running a fourtables cafe and the other who seems to be a writer. after waiting for so long they finally confess and complete the season of the year
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