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he replied, “That depends. Do you want me to tell you how much I love your twisted sense of humor and the way you laugh and that perfume you always wear? Do you want me to tell you how talking to you is always the highlight of my day and when I’m not with you I’m constantly reminded of you? Because I can do that if you want. Otherwise, yes, that’s all I have to say about it.”
I was floored. “Chris,” I warned, feeling my cheeks redden and a warm glow spread over me as his words sunk in, “What if you get your vision back?”
“Then I’ll finally be able to see you smile and look you in the eye before I kiss you,” he said quietly. “That’s all I really want.”
Tears pricked at my eyes. “What if you don’t want to kiss me?” I asked in a tiny voice, setting my fork down on the table with a noisy clatter.
He reached out his hand, searching for mine. I reluctantly took it and he gave me an affectionate squeeze before tracing his fingertip along the inside of my wrist. “I will want to,” he assured me with so much confidence that I nearly believed him. “I’ll always want to kiss you.”
I tried once again to explain the profound ugliness of my birthmark to him but he wasn’t having it. He cut me off with a kiss . His hand slid further up my arm as he leaned across the table, reeling me in until our lips met.
It was different, kissing him without the cover of darkness shrouding us. Even though I knew he couldn’t see anything more than a blurry outline of me, I felt vulnerable. But I also felt like I was on fire inside.
Maybe I shouldn’t have kissed him back like that, but I did. It felt like fireworks were going off inside me and with horror I realized I was falling for him hard.
I hadn’t let myself care about anyone or anything in a long, long time because it was safer that way. But it was too late to distance myself from Chris. As his lips pressed against mine I knew I couldn’t turn off my feelings for him now even if I wanted to.
The realization was terrifying.
Chapter 09
Chris and I spent pretty much every minute together the day bef ore he left for Norway. As soon as I knew my mom had left for work, I took him to my house so we could be alone. The gravity of what was about to happen was sinking in and it just felt like Chris and I needed to say goodbye in private.
“It smells good in here,” he said the moment he stepped in the door.
“I baked cookies this morning,” I told him as I took his arm and led him into the kitchen. It was the first time he’d ever been to my place and I wanted to make a good first impression. Since he couldn’t see, I’d decided I wanted the aroma of freshly baked cookies to greet him when he stepped inside. Plus I just really, really liked chocolate chip cookies.
“Do I get a tour?” he asked.
Sometimes I had trouble telling when he was sincere and when he was playing around.
“Well there’s not much to show,” I said as I handed him a cookie. This is the kitchen,” I said, taking his hand and placing it on the counter. “Straight ahead of us is the dining area and living room. And upstairs are two bedrooms, a bathroom and an office about the size of a closet.”
“I like it,” Chris informed me.
“Why? It’s nothing fancy.”
He thought for a minute. “ This is your home. You seem different here…more relaxed.”
I was surprised by his observation. It wasn’t wrong – in fact, it was very much accurate. But up until then, I hadn’t even realized that Chris could sense my uneasiness whenever we were out anywhere. It kind of felt like a knife to the heart but at the same time, I was flattered to know he paid that much attention to me.
“Do you want another cookie?” I asked as he finished off the first.
“I’d rather have something else.”
“I think there are some potato chips in the cupboard,” I replied quickly, taking a step away from him. I
I was floored. “Chris,” I warned, feeling my cheeks redden and a warm glow spread over me as his words sunk in, “What if you get your vision back?”
“Then I’ll finally be able to see you smile and look you in the eye before I kiss you,” he said quietly. “That’s all I really want.”
Tears pricked at my eyes. “What if you don’t want to kiss me?” I asked in a tiny voice, setting my fork down on the table with a noisy clatter.
He reached out his hand, searching for mine. I reluctantly took it and he gave me an affectionate squeeze before tracing his fingertip along the inside of my wrist. “I will want to,” he assured me with so much confidence that I nearly believed him. “I’ll always want to kiss you.”
I tried once again to explain the profound ugliness of my birthmark to him but he wasn’t having it. He cut me off with a kiss . His hand slid further up my arm as he leaned across the table, reeling me in until our lips met.
It was different, kissing him without the cover of darkness shrouding us. Even though I knew he couldn’t see anything more than a blurry outline of me, I felt vulnerable. But I also felt like I was on fire inside.
Maybe I shouldn’t have kissed him back like that, but I did. It felt like fireworks were going off inside me and with horror I realized I was falling for him hard.
I hadn’t let myself care about anyone or anything in a long, long time because it was safer that way. But it was too late to distance myself from Chris. As his lips pressed against mine I knew I couldn’t turn off my feelings for him now even if I wanted to.
The realization was terrifying.
Chapter 09
Chris and I spent pretty much every minute together the day bef ore he left for Norway. As soon as I knew my mom had left for work, I took him to my house so we could be alone. The gravity of what was about to happen was sinking in and it just felt like Chris and I needed to say goodbye in private.
“It smells good in here,” he said the moment he stepped in the door.
“I baked cookies this morning,” I told him as I took his arm and led him into the kitchen. It was the first time he’d ever been to my place and I wanted to make a good first impression. Since he couldn’t see, I’d decided I wanted the aroma of freshly baked cookies to greet him when he stepped inside. Plus I just really, really liked chocolate chip cookies.
“Do I get a tour?” he asked.
Sometimes I had trouble telling when he was sincere and when he was playing around.
“Well there’s not much to show,” I said as I handed him a cookie. This is the kitchen,” I said, taking his hand and placing it on the counter. “Straight ahead of us is the dining area and living room. And upstairs are two bedrooms, a bathroom and an office about the size of a closet.”
“I like it,” Chris informed me.
“Why? It’s nothing fancy.”
He thought for a minute. “ This is your home. You seem different here…more relaxed.”
I was surprised by his observation. It wasn’t wrong – in fact, it was very much accurate. But up until then, I hadn’t even realized that Chris could sense my uneasiness whenever we were out anywhere. It kind of felt like a knife to the heart but at the same time, I was flattered to know he paid that much attention to me.
“Do you want another cookie?” I asked as he finished off the first.
“I’d rather have something else.”
“I think there are some potato chips in the cupboard,” I replied quickly, taking a step away from him. I
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