Dove
I had to kick Bucky out of my bedroom for me to get a grip of myself, because every time he looked at me all I wanted to do was throw myself in my arms and kiss him. It was impossible to be angry with someone that good looking and not want to just pull them to bed.
If it was up to him I was sure he already had that in mind. His large hands were already resting on my lower back and I had to push him away to stop myself from forgiving him so easily.
I gulped down a bottle of water, washed my face to make it less puffy and red then went back upstairs where this time Miley happily handed me a glass of wine and Bucky didn't stop her. The rest of the night sort of passed in a daze. An amazing dinner for Daniel where we sang happy birthday to him.
