kids up at eight fifteen, and Leah waved them off, looking forward to a day to herself, after the crazy weekend, especially as they were having dinner at Cara’s as well so she would be childfree until early evening.
Leah jumped into the shower and daydreamed about life when she was fifteen. How she and Greg would walk hand in hand and just sit and talk for hours, and how she always felt she could tell him anything. When he had moved away, she had truly felt as if she had lost a limb, she had been so lost.
Getting out of the shower, she wrapped a towel around her hair and around her body and strolled into her bedroom perching on the edge of the bed, contemplating what to wear. Whether to go for comfy joggers and hoodies or to make a bit of an effort.
Whilst staring into space her mobile vibrated on the bedside table, and so she leaned over the bed to grab it.
Greg: Good morning. I wondered what you are doing for lunch today?
Smiling to herself Leah typed out a reply and realized that she would be making an effort today after all.
An hour later Leah pulled up outside an address Greg had texted her, excitement bubbling in her tummy and making her feel slightly sick at the prospect of seeing him, but in a good way.
Checking her reflection in the car mirror, she smoothed her long brown hair down with her hands and applied a layer of clear lip gloss to her thin lips.
Feeling herself being watched, she turned to see Greg leaning against the open door, watching her with a big grin on his face. Embarrassment flooded her system and she quickly jumped from the car, grabbing her handbag and walked up the gravel drive to where Greg was standing.
Greg smiled down at her and took a step closer, so they were mere inches apart.
“I don’t know why you bothered with the lip gloss Leah, as it’s not going to stay on for long,”
Leah felt the heat spreading through her cheeks and her breath caught in her throat. Greg giggled at her embarrassment, and grabbed her hand and pulled her inside the house.
The house was an old building, with cracked brickwork on the outside and it was way overdue a paint. Entering the hallway, it felt homely, decorated nicely in cream and burgundy.
“This is my brothers house if you were wondering, but he's at work so it's all good.”
Leah smiled at Greg, not knowing what to say and finding the whole situation very strange, but feeling that being with him just felt right. Before she could contemplate anymore, Greg wrapped his arms around her and pulled her in close. Leah dropped her handbag to the ground and hugged him back, enjoying the warm feeling of his body pressed against hers.
Tipping her head up to look at Greg, he rested his forehead against hers and kissed the tip of her nose.
“You have no idea how good this feels Leah,” Greg murmured. “I’ve dreamt of how it would feel to have you back in my life and this is more than I could have imagined. I know it’s going to be hard and I know everything isn’t straight forward but I know I want you and that’s all that I care about right now.”
Before Leah could say anything in response, Greg pressed his lips to hers and all thoughts of anything outside of that room floated away. Leah just enjoyed the feeling of being wanted and craved it more every second.
Memories flooded back of being fifteen, and how it felt to be in love with Greg, to be experiencing everything for the first time. Even though they had aged, it still felt as right as it had all those years ago. His kiss and his touch still sending shock waves through Leah’s body and she knew in that moment that she had made the right decision.
Before they both knew it, the time had flown in a blur of kisses and talking, and Leah needed to get back home before Ryan. Pulling herself out of Greg’s arms was one of the hardest things she had ever had to do, but she was content in the knowing that this was only the beginning and that it wouldn’t be long until she got
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