scarlettdakota
The bright lights cast a glow on his face like she had never seen before. Pulling herself away from the warmth of his arms she took one long look, drinking him before turning and running away. Laughter on her lips and arms wide open, she embraced the night.
The color means so much more to her now. The moment of truth. The loss of innocence. He slowly tugged her shirt off of her body and threw it next to his maroon shirt on the floor. The mixing of the white with the maroon had so much symbolism...