don’t wanna say goodbye | grantel
Shantel: "No, not the walls. I have a little man who lives in my laundry basket. He likes to gossip with the little lady in the bathroom cupboard." Shantel laughed. Shantel smirked against his lips as her hands ran through her hair. "I'm really like it too." She said, moving to straddle his hips so she could deepen the kiss.
Grant: "You have tiny people living in your cupboards and laundry baskets? Should I be concerned for your well-being?" Grant cocked his head to the side, a teasing smile on his face. As the kiss grew more intimate and she moved closer to him, he wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her body closer to his. Grant slid one hand to her face and pushing it to behind her head. "You are... so... beautiful," he said against her lips.















