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fingertips . He tried to control the resultant trembling in his hand .
Get a grip! Monson took his other hand and clamped down on the trembling one . J ust do it and be done.
Taking deep , steadying breaths , he reach ed a stone bench tucked away from the student body. He made to sit but decided against it. Despite the distance, he could still feel a great many eyes peering at them with interest. It made him all the more nervous. Whipping his mind back , Monson steeled himself for t his idiotic venture.
“ Thanks for giving me a moment of your time , ” he said bashfully . He was not really sure where to start . “I need a favor and you may be the only person who can help. ”
“Umm...can’t say that was what I was expecting you say , ” began Taris with a slight pout . A look of confusion worked its way onto her otherwise relaxed appearance. “ But I ’ ll help you if I can. What can I do for you? ”
“I’m in desperate need of your expertise , ” b lurted out Monson.
“I’m not sure where you ’ re going with this , Monson.”
He tried to hold back a nervous laugh . “No , of course you wouldn’t. It would probably be easier if I just asked ; it would clear this up a whole lot faster than me trying to sit here and explain. I mean honestly, how dumb am I standing around rambling like an idiot when you don’t even know — ”
“Know what?” asked Taris , cutting across his babbling .
“Taris, would you go to the Spring Solstice with me?”
Holy blue bloody crap! He actually did it !
If Taris was surprised, then she hid it well.
“Oh Monson, I — ” began Taris.
“You don’t have to say anything else. I totally understand.” Monson could barely contain his embarrassment and was starting to understand how dumb a plan this was. He should have just asked someone else at the very least , someone who would have said yes. What was he thinking? He might as well finish it properly.
“I ’ m sorry . I shouldn’t have asked . Casey just thought that — ” He stopped and took a deep breath . “I’m really sorry , Taris . I should go. Thanks for taking the time . ”
Monson turned , intending to leave silently , berating himself for caving in to Casey . What in the world was he thinking? Of all the stupid, idiotic ventures ...
“Wait!” Taris yelled in a shrill voice , catching his hand as he attempted to walk off. They hung motionless in time, Taris holding onto his hand in almost suspended animation. She gave him a little tug, just a little one, applying just enough force to make him turn back towards her. They gazed at each other , the soft green of Taris ’ eyes and the cloudy blue - gray of Monson ’ s boring into one another. She smiled an embarrassed smile. Her next move made his knees buckle.
Taris Green took his hand in hers , turning it over and resting it on her upturned palm. He stared as small delicate fingers caressed the scarred and cracked tissue of his hand , wrist and forearm. Monson felt a n overwhelming warm th shoot up his arm.
She finally spoke . “It’s awfully rude to ask someone out and not give them a chance to answer . ”
“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean — ”
Taris touched his lips with one finger , silencing him immediately. She brought her hands to his hips as she stepped into him , her finger brushing under his uniform and touching his skin. She whispered .
“Ask me again.”
Monson did so , his tone still confused and a little nervous .
Taris smiled seductively as she tucked back his hair to expose his ear. Her hand on his neck now, she pulled him closer until her lips were a finger ’ s breadth away. She whispered three little words.
“I’d love to.”
Chapter 4 1 - Mirrors
Casey ’ s shock was slowly turning to amusement . “You gotta be kidding me ! Wow, that’s just hot; I totally have goose bumps. That should seriously be in a movie . A s a matter of fact , remind me to write that down
Get a grip! Monson took his other hand and clamped down on the trembling one . J ust do it and be done.
Taking deep , steadying breaths , he reach ed a stone bench tucked away from the student body. He made to sit but decided against it. Despite the distance, he could still feel a great many eyes peering at them with interest. It made him all the more nervous. Whipping his mind back , Monson steeled himself for t his idiotic venture.
“ Thanks for giving me a moment of your time , ” he said bashfully . He was not really sure where to start . “I need a favor and you may be the only person who can help. ”
“Umm...can’t say that was what I was expecting you say , ” began Taris with a slight pout . A look of confusion worked its way onto her otherwise relaxed appearance. “ But I ’ ll help you if I can. What can I do for you? ”
“I’m in desperate need of your expertise , ” b lurted out Monson.
“I’m not sure where you ’ re going with this , Monson.”
He tried to hold back a nervous laugh . “No , of course you wouldn’t. It would probably be easier if I just asked ; it would clear this up a whole lot faster than me trying to sit here and explain. I mean honestly, how dumb am I standing around rambling like an idiot when you don’t even know — ”
“Know what?” asked Taris , cutting across his babbling .
“Taris, would you go to the Spring Solstice with me?”
Holy blue bloody crap! He actually did it !
If Taris was surprised, then she hid it well.
“Oh Monson, I — ” began Taris.
“You don’t have to say anything else. I totally understand.” Monson could barely contain his embarrassment and was starting to understand how dumb a plan this was. He should have just asked someone else at the very least , someone who would have said yes. What was he thinking? He might as well finish it properly.
“I ’ m sorry . I shouldn’t have asked . Casey just thought that — ” He stopped and took a deep breath . “I’m really sorry , Taris . I should go. Thanks for taking the time . ”
Monson turned , intending to leave silently , berating himself for caving in to Casey . What in the world was he thinking? Of all the stupid, idiotic ventures ...
“Wait!” Taris yelled in a shrill voice , catching his hand as he attempted to walk off. They hung motionless in time, Taris holding onto his hand in almost suspended animation. She gave him a little tug, just a little one, applying just enough force to make him turn back towards her. They gazed at each other , the soft green of Taris ’ eyes and the cloudy blue - gray of Monson ’ s boring into one another. She smiled an embarrassed smile. Her next move made his knees buckle.
Taris Green took his hand in hers , turning it over and resting it on her upturned palm. He stared as small delicate fingers caressed the scarred and cracked tissue of his hand , wrist and forearm. Monson felt a n overwhelming warm th shoot up his arm.
She finally spoke . “It’s awfully rude to ask someone out and not give them a chance to answer . ”
“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean — ”
Taris touched his lips with one finger , silencing him immediately. She brought her hands to his hips as she stepped into him , her finger brushing under his uniform and touching his skin. She whispered .
“Ask me again.”
Monson did so , his tone still confused and a little nervous .
Taris smiled seductively as she tucked back his hair to expose his ear. Her hand on his neck now, she pulled him closer until her lips were a finger ’ s breadth away. She whispered three little words.
“I’d love to.”
Chapter 4 1 - Mirrors
Casey ’ s shock was slowly turning to amusement . “You gotta be kidding me ! Wow, that’s just hot; I totally have goose bumps. That should seriously be in a movie . A s a matter of fact , remind me to write that down
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