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him in the face. “I don’t know. I want someone more ambitious.” She used her best teasing voice.
Brandon looked concerned.
He was starting to sweat again.
She ran her fingers through his hair. It was also soaked with sweat.
Katie said, “But I still think it’s very sweet. I’m going to hold you to that promise.”
She moved her face closer to his. As she approached, she could smell cologne mixed with sweat. It was a very masculine smell.
She saw that his eyes were nervous, so nervous that they were darting all over the place, looking at anywhere but her face.
Katie stroked his cheekbone. “It’s OK. You can look at me.”
He looked at her as though hypnotized.
Then, she reached in and kissed him. They kissed for a while, until they were both hot and sweaty.
They kissed until Katie had to come up for air. Then, she laid her head on his chest. The sweat on his shirt soaked onto her cheek, but she did not mind.
He hugged her, putting his arms on her back.
They closed their eyes, and lost themselves in the moment, and in each other.
They did not know how long they had been lying on the trampoline, but when they looked at the sky again, they saw just the faintest rays of the sun poking through the clouds. It was starting to disperse the clouds, just spreading them apart.
Katie stood up. “What time is it?”
Brandon pointed at the sky. “I’m guessing it’s sunrise.”
Katie stood up. “Oh my God. My mom’s going to kill me.”
She started to climb off the trampoline, but Brandon held onto her leg. She froze and turned around.
Brandon was lying there with one hand behind his head, just relaxing and enjoying himself.
“What’s the rush? I mean, you’re already late. A few more minutes can’t kill you.”
Katie saw the truth in that.
Brandon tugged on her jeans. “Just lie down with me. I’ll take you home in a little bit.”
Katie lay herself down, and he took her hand. It was still crisply cold, but snuggled together again, they were starting to warm up.
He turned on his side and propped one hand under his head. “You know, I’ve been trying to talk to you since the beginning of the semester.”
She mock gasped. “You mean you didn’t help me gather papers out of the goodness of your heart?” She put a hand to her mouth, smiling.
He shook his head. “Unfortunately, no.”
He pointed at the heavens. “Have you ever seen the sunrise? I mean, not on TV, but in person?”
She exhaled a visible breath. “No, I haven’t.”
He pointed at the salmon pink and golden peach rays. “Sometimes, I think it’s even more beautiful than sunset.”
“How so?”
He sat up cross-legged and stared at her. He reached over and brushed her hair out of her face.
“Because it’s the start of something new,” he said.
*
Chapter 7
That Christmas, Katie invited Brandon for dinner at her house. She was setting the table with polished silverware and fine china when her mother came into the room.
Her mother, Catherine Simpson, was a large lady that oozed authority. As a high school teacher, she had to, or else she would have been eaten alive in the classroom. Unfortunately, she had a habit of bringing that attitude back home.
“Honey.” Catherine put a large hand on her daughter’s shoulder.
Katie spun around. She had to crane her head up to see her mother’s face.
Katie smiled. “Are you excited about meeting Brandon?”
Her mother nodded, her bob hairstyle bobbing up and down. “Yes, but to be honest, I have my doubts.”
Katie set down the last of the plates. “What do you mean?”
Her mother gestured to the chairs. “Why don’t we have a seat?”
They sat down.
Her mother adjusted her silver-rimmed glasses. “When I was young, I wanted to be an actress. Then I met a boy I really loved and he convinced me not to enter that industry, and just be with him instead. He would afraid he would lose me to Hollywood partying and all that.”
Katie raised her
Brandon looked concerned.
He was starting to sweat again.
She ran her fingers through his hair. It was also soaked with sweat.
Katie said, “But I still think it’s very sweet. I’m going to hold you to that promise.”
She moved her face closer to his. As she approached, she could smell cologne mixed with sweat. It was a very masculine smell.
She saw that his eyes were nervous, so nervous that they were darting all over the place, looking at anywhere but her face.
Katie stroked his cheekbone. “It’s OK. You can look at me.”
He looked at her as though hypnotized.
Then, she reached in and kissed him. They kissed for a while, until they were both hot and sweaty.
They kissed until Katie had to come up for air. Then, she laid her head on his chest. The sweat on his shirt soaked onto her cheek, but she did not mind.
He hugged her, putting his arms on her back.
They closed their eyes, and lost themselves in the moment, and in each other.
They did not know how long they had been lying on the trampoline, but when they looked at the sky again, they saw just the faintest rays of the sun poking through the clouds. It was starting to disperse the clouds, just spreading them apart.
Katie stood up. “What time is it?”
Brandon pointed at the sky. “I’m guessing it’s sunrise.”
Katie stood up. “Oh my God. My mom’s going to kill me.”
She started to climb off the trampoline, but Brandon held onto her leg. She froze and turned around.
Brandon was lying there with one hand behind his head, just relaxing and enjoying himself.
“What’s the rush? I mean, you’re already late. A few more minutes can’t kill you.”
Katie saw the truth in that.
Brandon tugged on her jeans. “Just lie down with me. I’ll take you home in a little bit.”
Katie lay herself down, and he took her hand. It was still crisply cold, but snuggled together again, they were starting to warm up.
He turned on his side and propped one hand under his head. “You know, I’ve been trying to talk to you since the beginning of the semester.”
She mock gasped. “You mean you didn’t help me gather papers out of the goodness of your heart?” She put a hand to her mouth, smiling.
He shook his head. “Unfortunately, no.”
He pointed at the heavens. “Have you ever seen the sunrise? I mean, not on TV, but in person?”
She exhaled a visible breath. “No, I haven’t.”
He pointed at the salmon pink and golden peach rays. “Sometimes, I think it’s even more beautiful than sunset.”
“How so?”
He sat up cross-legged and stared at her. He reached over and brushed her hair out of her face.
“Because it’s the start of something new,” he said.
*
Chapter 7
That Christmas, Katie invited Brandon for dinner at her house. She was setting the table with polished silverware and fine china when her mother came into the room.
Her mother, Catherine Simpson, was a large lady that oozed authority. As a high school teacher, she had to, or else she would have been eaten alive in the classroom. Unfortunately, she had a habit of bringing that attitude back home.
“Honey.” Catherine put a large hand on her daughter’s shoulder.
Katie spun around. She had to crane her head up to see her mother’s face.
Katie smiled. “Are you excited about meeting Brandon?”
Her mother nodded, her bob hairstyle bobbing up and down. “Yes, but to be honest, I have my doubts.”
Katie set down the last of the plates. “What do you mean?”
Her mother gestured to the chairs. “Why don’t we have a seat?”
They sat down.
Her mother adjusted her silver-rimmed glasses. “When I was young, I wanted to be an actress. Then I met a boy I really loved and he convinced me not to enter that industry, and just be with him instead. He would afraid he would lose me to Hollywood partying and all that.”
Katie raised her
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