Exercise: Create Dialog between two people.
And just cause it’s Christmas time I’m gonna hit the Photo of the Day too as eye candy mostly we’ll see if it ends up being Christmasy or not.
“That’s a foul.” Alex shouted at the referee.
“I thought the point of the game was to get the ball? He got the ball.” I said. This was my first Blitz ball game. Alex was an avid fan of it and dragged me along — said it was a character building thing. It was part of our freshman orientation.
“He touched it with his hands.” Alex explained. He looked at me with those ice blue eyes and I shivered inside. Holy fucking shit he was hot.
Alex smirked like he was reading my mind and turned his attention back to the game, but his hand slipped around my waist and just under the hem of my shirt. I froze, not in a tense, I didn’t want to be here way, in a I’m afraid if I move it will spoil the moment. No one had just touched me like that before… it just wasn’t possible. Alex mumbled under his breath, “Relax, pretty boy.”
And I did just that leaning into him. I was lost in that moment.

