He never knew a single second could be expanded into something timeless and so archaic. It shook him to his core – there were no words for it.

Women eat ice-cream, men toast marshmallows.

I claim you as my life mate. I belong to you. I offer my life for you. I give to you my protection, my allegiance, my heart, my soul, and my body. I take into my keeping the same that is yours. Your life, happiness, and welfare will be cherished and placed above my own for all time. You are my life mate, bound to me for all eternity and always in my care.

The one thing you should never do to a woman, whether you make love to her or fuck her, is apologise straight after.

Short today we had ever met till in life, I think my future awaited this meet. We are not like the passing clouds on a rainy day, and it was not like we were not realised that how close we are with our souls. It's just that we created our own story with every bite of snack holding our breathe together with a coffee. Each focused on other smile and perfection. But we got close even when we never touched each other. I can feel and sense her in my breath and heart beat... just want to close my eyes and melt in this feeling!!

Do you remember what we just did? Please tell me you remember what we just did."

She briefly toyed with the idea of lying and saying no, just to see the look on his face, but she'd had enough of having her brain played with – it wouldn't be too sporting to do the same to him. "Yes, I remember, and don't you think for one minute that just because you had me on my back screaming I was 'yours'," she waved four fingers in quotation marks in front of his face, "that it gives you any kind of ownership over me, because it doesn't."

He looked annoyed, then relieved, then he laughed. "Yeah, whatever, baby.