Second: the best that you can do is fall in love

We made love that morning. he turned the heater at a good 100 degrees before he kissed me and gently lay me on top of the bed. What began was a sensual dance only lovers could understand. And all i can remember is that i love him, and that he loves me.

It was around the 12th of august, two winters ago when i met him. His eyes were brown and his hair was really dark and carelessly tousled. His nose is actually femininely aristocratic, his lips are the best i have ever seen. He stands at six feet flat and is the youngest child and only son of an international business tycoon, graduated at the top of his class in Harvard and dated a hundred beautiful-sometimes-dumb women. And they all loved him and his money and his image, but he never loved anyone the way he loves me.

He woke up 15 minutes later and found me dressed up and eating breakfast on the living room's floor. I noticed he was wearing his pants and the shirt i gave him for his birthday, "It's warm." he said from across the hall of our humble but massive condo unit. When i didn't say anything, he sat next to me and continued to talk, "Your silence is mesmerizing, remember when you threw a knife at me the first time we made love?", and then he laughed hiswonderful laugh.

"You took advantage of an innocent virgin, what did you expect me to do, beg you to tear up my insides again?", I snapped at him jokingly as I lay my head on his lap.

I watched him laugh for the next full minute, and when he recovered, he spoke, "But i made it up to you, and i still am, right?"

"Well, yeah, sort of." I replied half-heartedly, trying to piss him off.

Before I knew it he was pinning me down on the floor,"Ugh! What is it this time?", i asked him, smiling.

Grinning sheepishly, he said, "Ready for round two?"

...

"Be home for dinner, i'm cooking your favorite pasta tonight.", he said an hour later after we showered and put on clean clothes with a resistance i never knew a man could have.

"I will, don't you have work today?", i asked him, wondering aloud.

"Nah, i finished everything up yesterday, it's my day off today."

"hmmmn. I'll call you from the office, ok?", i said, kissed him goodbye and walked away. In the car I opened my cell to find that he sent me a message. It said:

'Take care, I love you.'

...

"You are surprisingly impossibly effecient today, what did you have for breakfast?", Jenine asked from her cubicle. She has been an officemate and a friend to me. We got into the advertising company at the same time. She has been wearing glasses since i can remember, it looks good on her. She says it makes her look smarter, which i think is a bit odd.

I drank from my cup of coffee and looked at her, "You really wanna know?"

"Of course."

"Ok."

"So what did you have for breakfast?", she childishly asked.

What I said next probably shook her world so much that she fell off her swivel chair and stood up to stare at me with obvious amazement and awe. She said only one word, "Amazing."


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At dinner, i sat across Midnight who was chattering endlessly about his little misadventures in the grocery. Halfway through, he suddenly stopped and stared deeply into my eyes, "You've been smiling since you arrived. Did something marvelously out of this world happen?", he asked.

I leaned over closer and tapped my nails on the table, "I siad something really wonderful it made Jenine fall off her chair."

He leaned to me and maintained an eye contact, "What happened?"

"Well she asked me what i had for breakfast." I leaned back onto my chair as he did the same.

"And?", he asked, grinning.

"I answered her."

He stood up, pulled me up from my chair and put my arms around his neck as he embraced me on my waist, the moonlight cascading from the balcony where he set up our candlelit dinner, Christopher Cross' voice sang Arthur's theme in the background from Midnight's mighty stereo. "What did you say?"

"Midnight."

"Midnight?", he said, smiling.

"Yes. I told her I had you for breakfast."

The music stopped and we stood there, holding each other. And then i whispered, "I love you too." I heard him sigh and he held me tighter, "You drive me crazy", he huskily said in a whisper.

"I know.", i wittingly said and he laughed.

"Midnight?"

"Hmmn?"

"I wouldn't mind having you for dinner too. Heck, I wouldn't mind having you for all the remaining breakfasts and dinners of my life."

"I would love that.", he said, tears swelled from his beautiful brown eyes as he stared into mine.

As I began to unbutton his shirt, he raised my face and kissed me with all the love he had, and i kissed him back with all that I am.

The moonlight continued to weave its magic upon the world and upon us. Somehow, christopher cross was right, the best that we can do, is fall in love.