The promise is the face you make when fully engaged in heartfelt lovemaking.
Allow us to give you an example of how a real promise might come about:
The burning inferno that was your sex life has cooled to a lukewarm, yet love-filled, session that happens three times a month. When you are sure the kids are asleep, you put down your historical fiction, take off your glasses, look at your spouse and say, “dinner was amazing.”
You turn off the lights, pull the sheets up and start to make sweet, tender love. Gone are the lust-filled screams that once reverberated off the ceiling fan. Lost are the fists that pounded against the headboard.
No. Now, there is something more. Something deeper.
When you gaze into that person’s eyes, you don’t see pupils or eyelids. You see a soul.
"Georgia beat LSU. Georgia will win the national championship. I promise."
"I absolutely love scarves. I promise."
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