volume 4 | chapter 22
two years ago, our first date started at fentons creamery--where my sundae melted to a gooey mess; i was laughing and talking too much; took us all over oakland and berkeley--we danced in the street and window-shopped at some of my favourite antique, salvage, and mid-century furniture shops; ended with a perfect good night kiss--it was practically three dates in one night; we'd spent 7.5 hours together; and left me smitten with the man i married 11 days ago.
images courtesy of trrphoto
stay tuned for a longer and mushier story of us--how we met and more--but only if you can handle the love gush. -wink-
