Is it any coincidence that the two oldest and longest married members of LLL are posting on the same day? Talk about a lot of pressure! Ugh, I am not a writer, and I will never become a writer.
Sweet Lover Amanda came up with this great concept, which I think is fantastic, but I prefer to keep some things more private and in my head. Plus, when I told my husband what I had to write, he looked at me as if I had three heads! He has no idea what a book boyfriend even is, and he really doesn’t have a reason to know either. He is just happy that he is the beneficiary of my “smut” reading.
Anyhow, I remember the date as if it were yesterday: June 19, 2012. That was the day Kellan Kyle entered my life and became my “book boyfriend.” Kellan has such a way with words that my heart melts, and I just want to hold him tight and never let him go.
“I know that I have to be with you. Everything else is just…details.”
“I want to be someone’s everything. I want fire and passion, and love that’s returned, equally. I want to be someone’s heart.”
“I’ve never wanted anyone, like I want you. Every girl is you to me. You’re all I see…you’re all I want.”
So my ideal date with Kellan would actually be pretty simple because I’m a simple kind of girl. I don’t like diamonds (I know, gasp!) because “everyone has one.” I don’t like expensive gifts, and I don’t like flowers because they die so quickly. I’m more practical. So in my mind here’s how my date with Kellan on Valentine’s Day played out:
Kellan picked me up at 4:00 PM sharp in his Chevelle. I slid over to sit right next to him on our drive so I could enjoy his sweet aroma. I had no idea where we are going, but with Kellan planning our day, I have no doubt that it will be perfect. Anything with Kellan is perfect. He told me to dress casually and take along a hoodie in case I got chilled. Of course, I always have him to snuggle up against to keep me warm. The radio is playing one of my favorite classic tunes, Faithfully, by Journey! Of course, Kellan is singing along. I love to hear him sing.
After a short drive, we pulled into a beautiful park where the flowers had just started blooming. It was an absolutely gorgeous day, complete with a blue sky, no clouds, and a blazing sun.
Kellan parked the car, and he and I both slid out of the driver’s side door. He immediately opened the trunk and pulled out a plaid blanket and a picnic basket as well as his guitar. Again, this is why I love this man. Simple and sweet.
We walked hand in hand to a spot near a beautiful tree. Kellan laid out the blanket, and we immediately sat down. Of course, curiosity got the best of me, and I couldn’t wait to see what he had packed in the picnic basket. Inside I found mini sandwiches, fruit, brownies, and some champagne. But I wasn’t hungry right now. I just wanted to spend time with Kellan.
Kellen slipped off my shoes, grabbed some lotion that was in the side pouch of the picnic basket, and immediately began massaging my feet. He knows me so well and the fact that my feet are one of my erogenous zones. The movement of his thumbs on my arch is so sensual that he could make me purr like a kitten. During my foot massage, we talked about all kinds of things, the weather, books that I had read, the upcoming tour, and songs that he was writing. I wondered if Kellan was going to pull out his guitar, and I wanted to beat him to the punch with my Valentine’s Day surprise.
So I immediately stood up and told Kellan to remain seated. I told him that I wanted him to know how I felt about him and began singing this song all the while locking eyes with him:
If there were no words, no way to speak, I would still hear you If there were no tears, no way to feel inside, I’d still feel you
And even if the sun refused to shine, Even if romance ran out of rhyme, You would still have my heart until the end of time You’re all I need, my love, my valentine
All of my life I have been waiting for all you give to me You’ve opened my eyes and shown me how to love unselfishly
I’ve dreamed of this a thousand times before In my dreams I couldn’t love you more I will give you my heart until the end of time You’re all I need, my love, my valentine
And even if the sun refused to shine, Even if romance ran out of rhyme, You would still have my heart until the end of time ‘Cause all I need is you, my valentine You’re all I need, my love, my valentine
Kellan immediately began packing up the contents of the picnic basket and threw my shoes in there as well. Then he picked me up like some caveman, threw me over his shoulder, grabbed the basket, blanket, and guitar and jogged over to the Chevelle. He gently placed me back on my feet and ran to the back of the car to put the items in the trunk.
I opened the driver’s side door, slid in, and then Kellan joined me. He placed one hand on each side of my face and made me look into his piercing eyes. He said, “Michelle, that was the most beautiful song I have ever heard, and you have no idea how turned on I am right this minute from watching and listening to you sing the words from your heart. Now let me take you back to my place and show you how much I love you.”