 ~ Mrs. Steve Harrington ~ It be like that sometimes.
Rachel was all smiles. She couldn’t get the one off that she had on her face and despite this and her excitement, she managed to return a kiss to Kyle. It was a passionate one on his lips, fueled by all the joy he had given her in that moment. She could see herself rodomontading to all of her friends tomorrow about just how a wonderful boyfriend Kyle was.
Now seated, Rachel couldn’t tear her gaze away from him. It was only to grab her glass that she did. But then again, she was staring at him a second later. “To us,’’ the brown-haired young woman echoed. She took a sip then inhaled deeply. “Again, Kyle... this lasagna smells heavenly!’’ She couldn’t wait to dig in. “Tell me... how’s your family?” She was always interested in them because one day, they were officially going to be hers.
Hopefully. |