favorite smell. I kept taking sneaky sniffs of him throughout the journey, until it was engraved into my nostrils. Hey, I’m not being creepy! I’m just memorizing the smell in case I want to buy it for myself. Who am I trying to kid?
“Maisie, you can let go now. We’re here ,” Jesse says, smiling at me over his shoulder. God, his smile is so beautiful. After I unwrap my arms from around his torso, I jump off the motorbike and unclasp the helmet. “What’s with the sad face? You’ll be able to put your arms back around me in a few hours. Don’t worry, darling.” Jesse smirks at me. I want to knock the smirk off of his face for that comment. His ego seems to know no bounds.
“Let me tell you something , Jesse. If this whole getting to know each other thing is going to work, then you need to stop with the unnecessary comments. I don’t mind being friends, but friends don’t talk to each other like that. Knock it off, okay?” That came out harsher than I had intended, but I told him last night that I wasn’t ready for more than friendship. He needs to respect my wishes, even if it’s not what I want deep down. I need to protect myself because he would definitely steal the rest of my heart before I could say no, but also break it before I could say look after it. Trying to be more than friends is just not worth the heart ache that will be sure to follow within a few months. Jesse said so himself last night that he’s a lady’s man. He uses them, and then when he’s bored, chucks them before they even have their clothes back on. I don’t want to be another one on a long list of girls that he’s done it too. I have more dignity than that, even though last night didn’t exactly prove that.
Jesse holds his hands up in the air, trying to hide his smirk.
“Okay, I can do that. I said we’ll go at your pace, remember. Come on then, friend. Let’s go and get our tickets.” I’m not going to lie; my heart hurts when he calls me friend. I just need to remember that it was my request to be friends and nothing more. Damn the safety of my heart!
****
I’m standing next to the orangutan enclosure, waiting for Jesse to come back with some drinks. I have to admit, today has been quite fun. We’ve been getting along really well, considering I’ve been nothing but a jerk to him since I met him. We’ve just been talking about a lot of random things really, but this is just what I have needed; something to take my mind off of the past few months.
Staring at the orangutans, I look at their sad faces. I know they can’t help but look miserable because they don’t have the muscles to smile, but they really do look fed up with life. They kind of remind me of myself recently. Maybe that’s why I’ve been standing outside their enclosure for the last fifteen minutes. I’d hate to be trapped behind a cage and have random people staring at and taking pictures of me all day long. If they had face muscles, I’m sure they would still look miserable.
“Here’s your water ,” Jesse says, holding out a bottle of water toward me.
“ Thanks.” Opening the bottle, I gulp down at least half of it. I’m sure a few drops dripped down my chin from where I missed my mouth. How attractive! If they did, Jesse doesn’t say anything.
“So, what do you want to go and see now? You have a choice of elephants, lions , or tigers?” Jesse asks, looking at the map of what animals we have left to see.
“That’s easy. The elephants. They are my favorite animal to see at the zoo.” A big smile stretches across my face at the thought of seeing elephants. I may look crazy, but I have loved them ever seen seeing the Disney film ‘Dumbo’ when I was little. I have a big collection of stuffed elephants at home, which I’ve collected over the years.
“ If I’d known elephants would make you smile this big, I would have brought you here first. Maybe I should dress up as an elephant for Halloween?” A laugh bubbles
“Maisie, you can let go now. We’re here ,” Jesse says, smiling at me over his shoulder. God, his smile is so beautiful. After I unwrap my arms from around his torso, I jump off the motorbike and unclasp the helmet. “What’s with the sad face? You’ll be able to put your arms back around me in a few hours. Don’t worry, darling.” Jesse smirks at me. I want to knock the smirk off of his face for that comment. His ego seems to know no bounds.
“Let me tell you something , Jesse. If this whole getting to know each other thing is going to work, then you need to stop with the unnecessary comments. I don’t mind being friends, but friends don’t talk to each other like that. Knock it off, okay?” That came out harsher than I had intended, but I told him last night that I wasn’t ready for more than friendship. He needs to respect my wishes, even if it’s not what I want deep down. I need to protect myself because he would definitely steal the rest of my heart before I could say no, but also break it before I could say look after it. Trying to be more than friends is just not worth the heart ache that will be sure to follow within a few months. Jesse said so himself last night that he’s a lady’s man. He uses them, and then when he’s bored, chucks them before they even have their clothes back on. I don’t want to be another one on a long list of girls that he’s done it too. I have more dignity than that, even though last night didn’t exactly prove that.
Jesse holds his hands up in the air, trying to hide his smirk.
“Okay, I can do that. I said we’ll go at your pace, remember. Come on then, friend. Let’s go and get our tickets.” I’m not going to lie; my heart hurts when he calls me friend. I just need to remember that it was my request to be friends and nothing more. Damn the safety of my heart!
****
I’m standing next to the orangutan enclosure, waiting for Jesse to come back with some drinks. I have to admit, today has been quite fun. We’ve been getting along really well, considering I’ve been nothing but a jerk to him since I met him. We’ve just been talking about a lot of random things really, but this is just what I have needed; something to take my mind off of the past few months.
Staring at the orangutans, I look at their sad faces. I know they can’t help but look miserable because they don’t have the muscles to smile, but they really do look fed up with life. They kind of remind me of myself recently. Maybe that’s why I’ve been standing outside their enclosure for the last fifteen minutes. I’d hate to be trapped behind a cage and have random people staring at and taking pictures of me all day long. If they had face muscles, I’m sure they would still look miserable.
“Here’s your water ,” Jesse says, holding out a bottle of water toward me.
“ Thanks.” Opening the bottle, I gulp down at least half of it. I’m sure a few drops dripped down my chin from where I missed my mouth. How attractive! If they did, Jesse doesn’t say anything.
“So, what do you want to go and see now? You have a choice of elephants, lions , or tigers?” Jesse asks, looking at the map of what animals we have left to see.
“That’s easy. The elephants. They are my favorite animal to see at the zoo.” A big smile stretches across my face at the thought of seeing elephants. I may look crazy, but I have loved them ever seen seeing the Disney film ‘Dumbo’ when I was little. I have a big collection of stuffed elephants at home, which I’ve collected over the years.
“ If I’d known elephants would make you smile this big, I would have brought you here first. Maybe I should dress up as an elephant for Halloween?” A laugh bubbles
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