Love Letter

Dear Sawyer,

I've missed you.

Absence supposedly makes the heart grow finder, but I must admit, sometimes it's out of sight, out of mind. I haven't seen you around in a while. You with your smoldering eyes and sarcastic comments. You with your bad, bad ways and your hot, hot body. And last night when you gave that Scientist guy a smack, well, let's just say you can rough me up anytime.

I don't want to reform you and take away all your badness, no I don't. I love you just the way you are, with your obnoxious nicknames. And underneath it all? Well, you have that undying love for Kate, but I know if you met me, Sawyer, you would leave her in one second because we are a far better match. I get you.

So I am looking forward to our Wednesday night dates -- you, me, some wine -- it's perfect.

Love,
Steph