She felt him walk up behind her and run his hand through her hair. Though she appreciated the contact, she focused on finishing the task at hand. She was on her knees in the garden, planting the last of the petunias. They had taken advantage of the pleasant spring day to get some yard work done. His hand firmly pulled her ponytail, drawing her head backwards and eyes away from her chore. She let out a groan as her hands f...

Amy nervously twirled her hair in the back of lecture hall. Though she was typically an attentive student, her mind was consumed by the head full of auburn hair in front of her. She had had her eyes on Blake for the last few weeks, though they were little more than casual acquaintances at this point. But she had finally made up her mind that she was going to put herself out there and ask him out on a date. She knew it was...