Alex & Clémence - Tablecloths and Peonies
"So, Alex, what do you think?" I hear the words, but they just don't register in my brain. Instead, my eyes stay glued to her lips as she utters the words "Alex...?" God, how I want to kiss her. "Earth to Alex, do you copy?" "Yeah, sorry, I was just elsewhere." "So, what do you think, should we move this vase a bit to the center of the table?" I try to summon my two brain cells that are not busy drooling over her, and ans...