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It was a holiday, and I was baking a cake for my younger brother, Samuel birthday that is tomorrow.

It's been three days since the night at the club. After a passionate kiss, we left the club and went to a diner. We had a burger and I had to pretend to eat with etiquette so much!

I will, again and again, rub tissue over lips to remove any sauces to avoid myself from embarrassing myself in front of my boyfriend.

After that, he dropped me home and left but not before kissing me. Ah! I can never get tired of his spooning kisses.

I am so so happy. I finally have a boyfriend who loves me or maybe interested me. With each passing day, I feel myself falling deeply in love with him.

With each passing day, a part of my heart is becoming his and I have control over my naive heart.

I know I shouldn't rush things and mess up my feelings, but I can't stop my heart.

It's gone crazy in his presence. It starts to beat faster at an erratic pace making me scared I may suffer a heart attack if I stayed a