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his hand?? I turn my face to the side as I feel the blood rise and paint my cheeks with a rosy flush.
We climb into the rollercoaster, and the bar comes down over our shoulders and between our legs.
“You should see your face!” he cackles. “You look terrified!”
“If I don’t die, I’m going to kill you!”
As the ride begins, I feel Liam’s fingers prompting my hand to open. I open my fist and his fingers twine through mine.
The rollercoaster throws us and spins us; it lifts us and drops us. The force and gravity tries to pull our hands apart, but we hold on for all we’re worth. It is the most frightening, exhilarating feeling ever!
We finally stop. I’m still alive, shockingly.
The security harness lifts. I take a tentative step forward, but am totally unsteady.
“Sick?” Liam asks.
“Not sure what I am,” I say, struggling with my balance. “Walking might take a minute.”
He laughs before he pulls me up onto his back and carries me piggyback through the mall.
When the vertigo does recede, I don’t tell him. I like the feel of my legs wrapped around his waist and my arms draped over his shoulders, which are broad and strong. I breathe in his shampoo and soap.
“Did you like it?” he whispers to the side where my head rests.
“Yes.” I really like being so close to you.
“Want to do it again?”
“Absolutely not,” I answer, and am met with his happy laughter.
He marches us to the elevator. There’s a crowd waiting to get on. We wait with them.
“You can put me down now,” I whisper, a little embarrassed over all the stares we’re attracting.
“Nope,” he says. “I like you just like this.”
“Liam …” I hiss.
The elevator doors open, and in we go.
“She got sick on the rollercoaster, but don’t worry, folks, she’ll be alright,” he tells the people boarding with us.
“Oh my God! Are you crazy?” I whisper.
“Probably.”
We’re quiet until we stop at the food court.
“You have to be tired. You really can put me down.”
“I know,” he says. “I just keep thinking of yesterday, when I was dealing with Dylan and you ran off and I wondered what would happen if I couldn’t find you.”
“You wondered that?” I feel those tingles in my belly again.
“Yup.”
All of a sudden, he steals the rationality from my mind. It’s all I can do to halt the giggle before it comes out.
We make it to Burger King and he orders two Whoppers with cheese and chocolate shakes. He also gets onion rings and French fries. He sits me on the hard plastic table, goes back to grab the tray of food and sits across from me.
“Dig in,” he says without formality.
We do.
Starving, I lift the lid to my shake and dip a fry into the thick, creamy chocolate.
“”Really?” he asks, seemingly entertained and perhaps disgusted.
“It’s good,” I say, tempting him with the milkshake fry.
“No thanks, I’ll stick to normal things like ketchup.”
“You made me ride a rollercoaster, and you won’t taste an ice cream fry?” I’m incredulous.
He shakes his head no, but I’m not about to let him off that easy. I’m overwhelmed by the urge to mess with him.
“You leave me no choice,” I warn.
“Oh yeah?” He grins.
I swipe the fry across his face so a line of chocolate goes from one cheek across his lips to the other cheek. It’s like I’ve given him a giant chocolate smile.
He smirks and nods slowly and I get a little nervous. He’s definitely up to something. “Oh, you asked for it.”
Five fingers covered in ketchup latch onto my face.
“NO!!!” I howl.
He laughs and smears the ketchup down my nose.
I move quickly, lift the lid to his shake and dive my entire hand into it! Liam and I both start laughing uncontrollably. I jump into the seat next to his. When he tries to duck and dodge my cold, chocolaty hand, I miss his face, but instead I get to rub it into his hair. Oh, it’s satisfying!
“Truce! Truce!” Liam calls.
I have a feeling
We climb into the rollercoaster, and the bar comes down over our shoulders and between our legs.
“You should see your face!” he cackles. “You look terrified!”
“If I don’t die, I’m going to kill you!”
As the ride begins, I feel Liam’s fingers prompting my hand to open. I open my fist and his fingers twine through mine.
The rollercoaster throws us and spins us; it lifts us and drops us. The force and gravity tries to pull our hands apart, but we hold on for all we’re worth. It is the most frightening, exhilarating feeling ever!
We finally stop. I’m still alive, shockingly.
The security harness lifts. I take a tentative step forward, but am totally unsteady.
“Sick?” Liam asks.
“Not sure what I am,” I say, struggling with my balance. “Walking might take a minute.”
He laughs before he pulls me up onto his back and carries me piggyback through the mall.
When the vertigo does recede, I don’t tell him. I like the feel of my legs wrapped around his waist and my arms draped over his shoulders, which are broad and strong. I breathe in his shampoo and soap.
“Did you like it?” he whispers to the side where my head rests.
“Yes.” I really like being so close to you.
“Want to do it again?”
“Absolutely not,” I answer, and am met with his happy laughter.
He marches us to the elevator. There’s a crowd waiting to get on. We wait with them.
“You can put me down now,” I whisper, a little embarrassed over all the stares we’re attracting.
“Nope,” he says. “I like you just like this.”
“Liam …” I hiss.
The elevator doors open, and in we go.
“She got sick on the rollercoaster, but don’t worry, folks, she’ll be alright,” he tells the people boarding with us.
“Oh my God! Are you crazy?” I whisper.
“Probably.”
We’re quiet until we stop at the food court.
“You have to be tired. You really can put me down.”
“I know,” he says. “I just keep thinking of yesterday, when I was dealing with Dylan and you ran off and I wondered what would happen if I couldn’t find you.”
“You wondered that?” I feel those tingles in my belly again.
“Yup.”
All of a sudden, he steals the rationality from my mind. It’s all I can do to halt the giggle before it comes out.
We make it to Burger King and he orders two Whoppers with cheese and chocolate shakes. He also gets onion rings and French fries. He sits me on the hard plastic table, goes back to grab the tray of food and sits across from me.
“Dig in,” he says without formality.
We do.
Starving, I lift the lid to my shake and dip a fry into the thick, creamy chocolate.
“”Really?” he asks, seemingly entertained and perhaps disgusted.
“It’s good,” I say, tempting him with the milkshake fry.
“No thanks, I’ll stick to normal things like ketchup.”
“You made me ride a rollercoaster, and you won’t taste an ice cream fry?” I’m incredulous.
He shakes his head no, but I’m not about to let him off that easy. I’m overwhelmed by the urge to mess with him.
“You leave me no choice,” I warn.
“Oh yeah?” He grins.
I swipe the fry across his face so a line of chocolate goes from one cheek across his lips to the other cheek. It’s like I’ve given him a giant chocolate smile.
He smirks and nods slowly and I get a little nervous. He’s definitely up to something. “Oh, you asked for it.”
Five fingers covered in ketchup latch onto my face.
“NO!!!” I howl.
He laughs and smears the ketchup down my nose.
I move quickly, lift the lid to his shake and dive my entire hand into it! Liam and I both start laughing uncontrollably. I jump into the seat next to his. When he tries to duck and dodge my cold, chocolaty hand, I miss his face, but instead I get to rub it into his hair. Oh, it’s satisfying!
“Truce! Truce!” Liam calls.
I have a feeling
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