Hope For Garbage

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person that Trevor counted on, just as she was the one person Bea counted on.
    After dinner they had ice cream sundaes with all the toppings.  Trevor might’ve been a vegetarian, but he certainly seemed to be a good eater.  He had two helpings at dinner and one of the biggest ice cream sundaes Lorene had ever seen.  They all cleaned up in the kitchen together and Lorene decided it was time to say goodbye.  “I hope to see you again soon Trevor.”  And she truly meant that.
    “Yea, me too Lorene,” he said smiling.
    All in all, it was a very pleasant evening.  Lorene could only hope the best for those two kids.  She picked up her purse and her bag of leftovers, and was out the door.

 
     
     
     
     
     
     
    CHAPTER 12
     
     
    Trevor could definitely see why Bea considered Lorene her best friend.  She was down-to-earth and very friendly.  She really knew how to make people feel comfortable.
    Finally it was just him and Bea—alone. He was feeling things he had never felt before: excitement, nervousness, and anticipation all rolled into one.  The more time he spent with her, the more he tho ught about kissing her, holding her, touching her...
    After Lorene had left, they walked out onto the back terrace.  Trevor was amazed again.  The stone terrace was enormous, jutting out to the edge of the lake.  Wrapped around the banister were thousands of tiny twinkle lights, creating a glowing boundary between them and the endless water.  To the west, the setting sun had turned the sky into wild shades of pink and orange.  To the east, the Cleveland skyline sparkled far off in the distance.  Trevor could never imagine being able to come out here every night and enjoy this view.  This truly was a different world.
    A minute of silence passed before Trevor got the nerve to turn and face her.  He had been thinking about kissing her all night.  What if she freaked out again?  He felt like a nervous idiot, but he didn’t want to scr ew it up.  It was now or never.
    He put his arms around her waist and pulled her closer to him. “You’re really pretty, you know that?”  Oh God, did he just say that?
    She obviously didn’t mind, because she leaned into him, and the next thing he felt was her lips on his.   Her mouth was so soft and warm… She was kissing him!
    Without thinking, his body seemed to take over.  He wrapped his arms around her back and kissed her more deeply.   He felt a little dizzy as her body pressed against his.
    He began working his way down her neck, kissing all of the soft skin he could find.  It seemed to come naturally now.  He found his hands sliding under her sweater and working their way up her back.
    Unfamiliar sensations shot through his body and he could feel his self-control slipping away.  He wanted more.  He couldn’t help himself.
    Suddenly she pulled away from him.  “Trevor, I think maybe we should take it slower, you know.”  Her face was flushed and her eyes were on the ground.
    At that moment, a breeze of lake air hit him in the face and he seemed to snap back to reality.  Shit.   He came on too strong.  “I’m sorry.”
    “No, it’s not you.  I’m sorry…God this is embarrassing.”  She wouldn’t look at his face.
    “No I’m sorry, really.”  This was torture.  Why couldn’t he be satisfied with just a kiss?  He grabbed her hand, “Hey, do you want to watch a movie or something?”
    She looked relieved, “Yeah, okay.”
    He led her back into the house.  They got comfortable on the couch and starting flipping through the channels on the big screen.  He felt like a jack-ass and just hoped he hadn’t ruined everything.
    “The Avengers” was the movie of choice.  Trevor watched the super heroes fly around saving the world, but he wasn’t really interested.  Maybe it was the Black Widow in her tight bodysuit, but all he could think about was kissing Bea, and kissing her more...
    She was curled up next to him under a big fluffy blanket. 

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