Michael
“So now that we’ve been on a couple of dates, what do you think about making us official?” I asked Missy.
“Two dates Michael,” she said.
“Two magical dates, Melissandra”
“Don’t call me that,” she said, her lips twitching.
“Sandra?”
“No.”
“Sandy?”
She laughed, “Nooo.”
“Meli? Meliss?”
“Absolutely not on both. Missy. Missy is what I go by.”
“But I want a special name for you, not one that just everyone calls you,” I said with a slight pout.
She laughed some more. I loved hearing and watching her laugh.
“How about my beautiful girl, or my pretty angel?”
“How about you’re full of sh*t?” she said with a chuckle.
I stared at her. We were eating ice cream at Maxby’s, and I was fixated on her tongue licking her tasty treat.”
“Will you stop staring at me like that?” she s
