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giving me the kiss he owed me.
“Thank you, kids,” the lady said.
Josh slowly let his arm fall away from my shoulders, and he shuffled backward and shoved his hands in his pockets.
“That was hilarious,” he said. “I don’t look anything like Mark.”
“And I sure don’t look like Stephanie,” I said of his partner and sister. I was about to add, “Don’t act like her either” because she was a first-class snob, but I stopped myself from being rude.
Josh’s eyes focused on mine, and it felt as if he was saying something to me he couldn’t say out loud. From the way he was looking at me, it had to be important. My pulse picked up more speed every second he waited to speak.
“Congratulations, by the way,” he said.
That didn’t seem like what he’d wanted to tell me, but I smiled anyway.
“Thanks. I saw you guys had a good comeback.”
He shrugged and looked down at his sneakers. “It wasn’t our best competition.”
“Josh!” Stephanie marched over to us and gave me a scowl. “What are you doing? We have to go.”
“Oh… yeah… I forgot.” He turned back to me. “We have a meeting.”
My heart sank that he was leaving just as we’d actually started talking. Should I hint we could talk more later? How was I going to smoothly pull that off? And with Stephanie giving me the stink eye?
I chickened out and said quietly, “Have fun.”
They walked away, and Josh glanced quickly at me over his shoulder. Stephanie didn’t give me another look (nor had she congratulated me, but that didn’t shock me). She was so easy to read. Unlike her brother.
I picked up my plate and plopped the slice of cantaloupe onto it. Standing so close to Josh had made me wonder for the millionth time what kissing him would’ve been like. He was so quiet and gentle that I imagined his kiss would be soft and sweet. The perfect first kiss. Not like the one my Homecoming date had given me. He’d practically cracked my teeth he’d crashed his mouth into mine so hard.
Why was I even still thinking about this? It had taken Josh and me two years to say more than five words to each other. At the rate we were going, we’d be thirty by the time we got to first base.
I laughed to myself as I remembered how frustrated I’d been. If only I’d known then how incredible our first kiss and every kiss after that would be. All the years of waiting had just made them sweeter.
Josh hung up his call and put the phone on the desk. “Sorry, it was a scheduling issue.”
“That’s okay. It gave me time to take a trip down memory lane.”
“Before the phone rang, I was about to say I saw the lady at breakfast again the next day, and driven by my massive crush on you, I asked her if she’d send me a copy of the photo. I told her we were friends but didn’t get to see each other much since we lived on opposite sides of the country. I’m not sure if she bought it or if she thought I was a total creeper.” He laughed.
“That is amazing. I can’t believe you’ve had this picture for ten years.”
“I kept it in a safe place where Stephanie would never find it. Whenever I’d choreograph programs in my head and I’d imagine skating them with you, I’d look at it and remember how you felt next to me. I never gave up on the dream of having you that close to me again.”
The lump returned to my throat, and I curled my fingers into Josh’s hair. Who needed a ring when I had more love than I could ask for? I kissed his lips, smiling against them.
“Closer than you could’ve ever imagined,” I said.
He grinned and smoothed his hands around my waist. “If I’d known at sixteen what we’d be doing now, I would’ve self-combusted.”
I giggled. “So, why did you wait until now to show me the picture?”
“When we became partners I got the idea to pair it with our photo from our first event, and then I decided to wait and give it to you at our last nationals. I thought it was the perfect symbol of how far
“Thank you, kids,” the lady said.
Josh slowly let his arm fall away from my shoulders, and he shuffled backward and shoved his hands in his pockets.
“That was hilarious,” he said. “I don’t look anything like Mark.”
“And I sure don’t look like Stephanie,” I said of his partner and sister. I was about to add, “Don’t act like her either” because she was a first-class snob, but I stopped myself from being rude.
Josh’s eyes focused on mine, and it felt as if he was saying something to me he couldn’t say out loud. From the way he was looking at me, it had to be important. My pulse picked up more speed every second he waited to speak.
“Congratulations, by the way,” he said.
That didn’t seem like what he’d wanted to tell me, but I smiled anyway.
“Thanks. I saw you guys had a good comeback.”
He shrugged and looked down at his sneakers. “It wasn’t our best competition.”
“Josh!” Stephanie marched over to us and gave me a scowl. “What are you doing? We have to go.”
“Oh… yeah… I forgot.” He turned back to me. “We have a meeting.”
My heart sank that he was leaving just as we’d actually started talking. Should I hint we could talk more later? How was I going to smoothly pull that off? And with Stephanie giving me the stink eye?
I chickened out and said quietly, “Have fun.”
They walked away, and Josh glanced quickly at me over his shoulder. Stephanie didn’t give me another look (nor had she congratulated me, but that didn’t shock me). She was so easy to read. Unlike her brother.
I picked up my plate and plopped the slice of cantaloupe onto it. Standing so close to Josh had made me wonder for the millionth time what kissing him would’ve been like. He was so quiet and gentle that I imagined his kiss would be soft and sweet. The perfect first kiss. Not like the one my Homecoming date had given me. He’d practically cracked my teeth he’d crashed his mouth into mine so hard.
Why was I even still thinking about this? It had taken Josh and me two years to say more than five words to each other. At the rate we were going, we’d be thirty by the time we got to first base.
I laughed to myself as I remembered how frustrated I’d been. If only I’d known then how incredible our first kiss and every kiss after that would be. All the years of waiting had just made them sweeter.
Josh hung up his call and put the phone on the desk. “Sorry, it was a scheduling issue.”
“That’s okay. It gave me time to take a trip down memory lane.”
“Before the phone rang, I was about to say I saw the lady at breakfast again the next day, and driven by my massive crush on you, I asked her if she’d send me a copy of the photo. I told her we were friends but didn’t get to see each other much since we lived on opposite sides of the country. I’m not sure if she bought it or if she thought I was a total creeper.” He laughed.
“That is amazing. I can’t believe you’ve had this picture for ten years.”
“I kept it in a safe place where Stephanie would never find it. Whenever I’d choreograph programs in my head and I’d imagine skating them with you, I’d look at it and remember how you felt next to me. I never gave up on the dream of having you that close to me again.”
The lump returned to my throat, and I curled my fingers into Josh’s hair. Who needed a ring when I had more love than I could ask for? I kissed his lips, smiling against them.
“Closer than you could’ve ever imagined,” I said.
He grinned and smoothed his hands around my waist. “If I’d known at sixteen what we’d be doing now, I would’ve self-combusted.”
I giggled. “So, why did you wait until now to show me the picture?”
“When we became partners I got the idea to pair it with our photo from our first event, and then I decided to wait and give it to you at our last nationals. I thought it was the perfect symbol of how far
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