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Authors: Danielle Sibarium
Tags: Romance, Literature & Fiction, Contemporary, Family Life, Genre Fiction, New Adult & College, Sports
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you doing that?"
"The world will never know." Brayden says with a cocky smile.
On the way to my last class, he slows his pace, and pulls me into an alcove under the ground floor stairwell so we don't get trampled by the sea of students. "Are you ready for tonight?" His chest heaves, and his playful sentiment is gone.
My stomach tightens. My whole body pulses to the erratic beat of my heart. "I can't wait."
His fingers brush my cheek, and the playful energy between us through the day changes. It's heavy. Serious. Charged. "Are you sure you're okay staying home?"
"We're going to be alone right?"
He nods.
"Yes."
His eyes fall, making me nervous and unsure of myself. Could he be having second thoughts? He's made a point of limiting our alone time. Every time we start to get carried away with each other he makes an excuse to stop; it's time to go home or time to meet up with our friends.
"Brayden, do you not want me? I mean, like that?"
He grabs handfuls of my hair, pulls my head back and leans over me. His eyes are glued to mine as he speaks. "How can you even ask? I want you." He whispers in my ear. "Since the first time I saw you come to watch the team practice I've wanted you."
"Then what's wrong? You seem, I don't know, distracted?"
He shakes his head. "I'm nervous. I want you to know it's okay to change your mind. I just don't want you to be afraid to tell me . . ."
I stand on my tiptoes and kiss him. Not only because it's all I ever want to do when we're together, but to shut him up as well. I'm not used to seeing Brayden unsure of himself and I think he must be as nervous as I am. After the first time we kissed, when we returned to our senses, we agreed to take things slow. We didn't want to fall apart before we even started. But that was months ago, and it's time to take the next step.
"I won't. I love you. And I'm really looking forward to tonight." The kiss works, it stops the almost incoherent words from sputtering out of his mouth, but it doesn't lighten his mood at all.
"You are so beautiful."
"Brayden, what's going on? Why are you so serious?"
"I've been thinking about later, and it hit me. No, it bowled me over. I'm so madly and completely in love with you. You're my whole world. I can't imagine my life without you."
The thought crosses my mind for the first time and it ruffles the calm exterior I'm trying to portray. We can’t last. My heart feels like it was just thrown from a plane without a parachute.
"Oh please. In six months you'll be away at school and one of your old friends will mention my name and you'll be like 'Mackenzie who?'"
He takes my hand and squeezes before leading me once again to my world history class. "That's never going to happen. And you're not getting rid of me, so you can forget that."
*
Brayden's parents have dinner reservations, and his brother, Dean has a dance at his girlfriend's school, which means we're going to have the house to ourselves. At least for a few hours. The plan is once Brayden's parents leave to drop Dean off at Elise's house, he'll come get me.
I shower and put on the laciest bra and panty set I have. Ironically its white, which makes me think of the "wholesome and pure" comment I teased him with. The truth is, I don't know how we waited this long, but I'm glad the wait will be over in a few hours. I toss on my favorite pair of jeans. They fit perfectly and Brayden always tells me how good I look in them. Next I pull over a black cami-top with lace around the neckline, and over that, an oversized red shirt covered with silver and black hearts. I look in the mirror wondering how much make-up I should apply for tonight's special occasion. I want him to appreciate my natural beauty, and more than that, I'm afraid I'll end up with make-up all over my face. I decide I'm probably safe with just some eyeliner.
"You're not going!" My father's voice booms through the air.
"Why not?!"
My parents and Jess are at it again. They've been fighting a
"The world will never know." Brayden says with a cocky smile.
On the way to my last class, he slows his pace, and pulls me into an alcove under the ground floor stairwell so we don't get trampled by the sea of students. "Are you ready for tonight?" His chest heaves, and his playful sentiment is gone.
My stomach tightens. My whole body pulses to the erratic beat of my heart. "I can't wait."
His fingers brush my cheek, and the playful energy between us through the day changes. It's heavy. Serious. Charged. "Are you sure you're okay staying home?"
"We're going to be alone right?"
He nods.
"Yes."
His eyes fall, making me nervous and unsure of myself. Could he be having second thoughts? He's made a point of limiting our alone time. Every time we start to get carried away with each other he makes an excuse to stop; it's time to go home or time to meet up with our friends.
"Brayden, do you not want me? I mean, like that?"
He grabs handfuls of my hair, pulls my head back and leans over me. His eyes are glued to mine as he speaks. "How can you even ask? I want you." He whispers in my ear. "Since the first time I saw you come to watch the team practice I've wanted you."
"Then what's wrong? You seem, I don't know, distracted?"
He shakes his head. "I'm nervous. I want you to know it's okay to change your mind. I just don't want you to be afraid to tell me . . ."
I stand on my tiptoes and kiss him. Not only because it's all I ever want to do when we're together, but to shut him up as well. I'm not used to seeing Brayden unsure of himself and I think he must be as nervous as I am. After the first time we kissed, when we returned to our senses, we agreed to take things slow. We didn't want to fall apart before we even started. But that was months ago, and it's time to take the next step.
"I won't. I love you. And I'm really looking forward to tonight." The kiss works, it stops the almost incoherent words from sputtering out of his mouth, but it doesn't lighten his mood at all.
"You are so beautiful."
"Brayden, what's going on? Why are you so serious?"
"I've been thinking about later, and it hit me. No, it bowled me over. I'm so madly and completely in love with you. You're my whole world. I can't imagine my life without you."
The thought crosses my mind for the first time and it ruffles the calm exterior I'm trying to portray. We can’t last. My heart feels like it was just thrown from a plane without a parachute.
"Oh please. In six months you'll be away at school and one of your old friends will mention my name and you'll be like 'Mackenzie who?'"
He takes my hand and squeezes before leading me once again to my world history class. "That's never going to happen. And you're not getting rid of me, so you can forget that."
*
Brayden's parents have dinner reservations, and his brother, Dean has a dance at his girlfriend's school, which means we're going to have the house to ourselves. At least for a few hours. The plan is once Brayden's parents leave to drop Dean off at Elise's house, he'll come get me.
I shower and put on the laciest bra and panty set I have. Ironically its white, which makes me think of the "wholesome and pure" comment I teased him with. The truth is, I don't know how we waited this long, but I'm glad the wait will be over in a few hours. I toss on my favorite pair of jeans. They fit perfectly and Brayden always tells me how good I look in them. Next I pull over a black cami-top with lace around the neckline, and over that, an oversized red shirt covered with silver and black hearts. I look in the mirror wondering how much make-up I should apply for tonight's special occasion. I want him to appreciate my natural beauty, and more than that, I'm afraid I'll end up with make-up all over my face. I decide I'm probably safe with just some eyeliner.
"You're not going!" My father's voice booms through the air.
"Why not?!"
My parents and Jess are at it again. They've been fighting a
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