This is just a random passage that I wrote and I think its cute and I'm lonely and yeah... So this happened.
When she walked through the door, her hair coppery hair escaping its bun he knew she had tried to create for hours, she walked towards him and as she saw him she smiled. He always said that her smile could end wars. The dress fit her body like it was made for her. He had never seen her look more beautiful in the 5 years they had been together.
He walked up to her and clasped those seemingly tiny hands in his. Then he ran his hands from hers, up her arms and to the sides of her face. He held her face for a while and just stared into her big, inquisitive, grey eyes. They asked "You going to kiss me or what?", he loved the way she teased him.
She stood on her tippy toes to reach his mouth and he bent over to meet hers. Then he kissed her. He moved his hands from the sides of her face down to her hips, as she folded her porcelain-skinned body into his, deepening the kiss.
Then their lips parted but she stayed folded into him. They stayed like this for a while. Then he put his lips to her ear and whispered "we really should get to dinner now". She smiled and said "okay". They slipped their hands together and walked into the restaurant.