You choose to wait for him to come over to you, and simply continue to smile at him. Owen, seeminly compelled by your beautiful smile, slowly stands and walks towards you with a dazed expression on your face. "Your name," he whispers, "I must know it." With his eyes intent upon your face, he reaches up to caress your hair. Breathlessly you reply, beginning to be woven into the spell of love at first sight. With an overwhelming hunger for Owen, you press your body against his and tilt your head up so that your lips can meet. He kisses you passionatesly, and when you finally break away, you are both stirred and ridden with desire. "I must have you," Owen gasps, "Let's go somewhere to be alone. Now. I don't know anything about you but I know that this is right. Our very souls know each other from long ago." Your body is saying yes, but your mind is confused. What kind of people just have random sex like animals in heat? You want to... but are not sure. |
Meeting Owen Wilson |
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