Imagine your dancing with your favorite person, and your in a ball in 1914, with your ball gown on, the music starts, but your not ready to experience the feeling of one’s hand around your untouched waist. He starts putting his hand around you, you flinch, he stops, and keeps going until it’s set. Then you breath…you feel it…

You start to dance…it is your favorite song. He looks into your eyes and whispers …

“You look beautiful tonight.”

“Oh-oh-“ (blushes)

“I understand….i might not be the most handsome man in the world but I mean it.”

“It’s not - it’s not tha-“

And then he kisses you …

What would you do? Leave it in the comments :)