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wrapping her arms around his neck, pressing herself still closer to him until she could feel his manhood into between them, slowly growing harder and harder....
“Hey! Get a room!” an old, scratching voice cut into their embrace.
Laura broke away from him, jumping at the sound of the same man coughing at him.
“This is why I hate coming down town.” he mumbled in a dark voice.
Laura rolled her eyes. “But all the cheap sketchy theaters are downtown.” she replied in a whiny voice.
He shook his wide, smiling in spite of himself. “The things I would do for you.” He mumbled as he took her hand and led her down the street.
Laura swept the street with her gaze. She always loved the way the city looked at night, the moonlight trickling down into the city, bathing the glass buildings with its silver glare. It was as if a deep silence had descended over New York, drowning the city in profound calm; the odd siren or insane man punctuating the moment, reminding them all that New York was still alive. “Say that again.” Laura murmured, looking up at him. A smile stretched across her face, as, for the umpteenth time, the words, “I love you,” came to mind. They banged against the barrier that was her mental filter, begging to be uttered out loud. But it wasn't the right time yet. After three months of seeing him at least three times a week, after countless meaningful conversations and enough dinner dates for them to have tried out every single restaurant in the city; after a hundred moments like this, Laura still didn't feel ready to tell him what she truly felt.
She furrowed her brow as she gazed, because there was just something about him; about the way he looked at her like he could see right through her; about the way he spoke, as if the words she heard were only a small percentage of everything he could have said; about the fact that she had only been to his apartment once, had never slept over in it, and had only ever seen him at night, that told her it was probably wise for her to hold back.
And, just like that, they entered into the point of the evening where she began to doubt his feelings for her.
He swung her hand. “What are thinking about?” he asked as he raised her hand to his lips and planted a kiss on it.
Laura shrugged. “Oh nothing.”
He chuckled at this. “And why don't I believe you?” He asked, shooting her a sidewards glance.
Laura giggled at this, “Maybe because I'm lying?” She replied in a teasing voice.
He beat his hand against his chest, her eyebrows mashing together as he feigned insult. “Why do you hurt me so?” He cried.
Laura's laughter rang through the night. “Oh my God. Stoppit!” she cried.
But he just drew her in for another kiss. “It's impossible how much I like you right now.” He mumbled with his lips still sitting on hers.
Laura's heart lept with delight. “Don't say things like that.”
“Because it makes you feel uncomfortable?” He asked, raising an eyebrow.
Laura shook her head. “Because then I might believe you.”
He sighed. “And here I was thinking I had finally burst through your walls.”
Laura glowered at him. “Says the most mysterious man the on the planet.” She retorted.
He shook his head, a joking gleam in his eye. “See, you keep saying that, but I don't know what you mean.” he replied.
Laura laughed. “One of these days, I'll break you.”
He turned to her, an earnest look in his eyes. “Oh please don't.” he replied, taking her hand in both of his.
“On one condition.” She replied.
“What?” He asked turning his attention back in the direction that they were going in.
“Buy me ice cream.” she replied, tagging a little giggle to the end of that sentence.
He nodded. “Okay. Okay. You convinced me.”
Chapter Two
Laughing, Laura took the first lick of her ice cream cone. “Oh this is
“Hey! Get a room!” an old, scratching voice cut into their embrace.
Laura broke away from him, jumping at the sound of the same man coughing at him.
“This is why I hate coming down town.” he mumbled in a dark voice.
Laura rolled her eyes. “But all the cheap sketchy theaters are downtown.” she replied in a whiny voice.
He shook his wide, smiling in spite of himself. “The things I would do for you.” He mumbled as he took her hand and led her down the street.
Laura swept the street with her gaze. She always loved the way the city looked at night, the moonlight trickling down into the city, bathing the glass buildings with its silver glare. It was as if a deep silence had descended over New York, drowning the city in profound calm; the odd siren or insane man punctuating the moment, reminding them all that New York was still alive. “Say that again.” Laura murmured, looking up at him. A smile stretched across her face, as, for the umpteenth time, the words, “I love you,” came to mind. They banged against the barrier that was her mental filter, begging to be uttered out loud. But it wasn't the right time yet. After three months of seeing him at least three times a week, after countless meaningful conversations and enough dinner dates for them to have tried out every single restaurant in the city; after a hundred moments like this, Laura still didn't feel ready to tell him what she truly felt.
She furrowed her brow as she gazed, because there was just something about him; about the way he looked at her like he could see right through her; about the way he spoke, as if the words she heard were only a small percentage of everything he could have said; about the fact that she had only been to his apartment once, had never slept over in it, and had only ever seen him at night, that told her it was probably wise for her to hold back.
And, just like that, they entered into the point of the evening where she began to doubt his feelings for her.
He swung her hand. “What are thinking about?” he asked as he raised her hand to his lips and planted a kiss on it.
Laura shrugged. “Oh nothing.”
He chuckled at this. “And why don't I believe you?” He asked, shooting her a sidewards glance.
Laura giggled at this, “Maybe because I'm lying?” She replied in a teasing voice.
He beat his hand against his chest, her eyebrows mashing together as he feigned insult. “Why do you hurt me so?” He cried.
Laura's laughter rang through the night. “Oh my God. Stoppit!” she cried.
But he just drew her in for another kiss. “It's impossible how much I like you right now.” He mumbled with his lips still sitting on hers.
Laura's heart lept with delight. “Don't say things like that.”
“Because it makes you feel uncomfortable?” He asked, raising an eyebrow.
Laura shook her head. “Because then I might believe you.”
He sighed. “And here I was thinking I had finally burst through your walls.”
Laura glowered at him. “Says the most mysterious man the on the planet.” She retorted.
He shook his head, a joking gleam in his eye. “See, you keep saying that, but I don't know what you mean.” he replied.
Laura laughed. “One of these days, I'll break you.”
He turned to her, an earnest look in his eyes. “Oh please don't.” he replied, taking her hand in both of his.
“On one condition.” She replied.
“What?” He asked turning his attention back in the direction that they were going in.
“Buy me ice cream.” she replied, tagging a little giggle to the end of that sentence.
He nodded. “Okay. Okay. You convinced me.”
Chapter Two
Laughing, Laura took the first lick of her ice cream cone. “Oh this is
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