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obvious anymore. He was here, with me and that’s all that mattered.
     
    *~*~*
     
    His tongue danced against mine as my head leaned back from the force of his kiss. A bucket of popcorn, a Coke and a movie, three hours later, we were a block away from my house in his car, making out.
    Things had gotten steamy, quickly.
    “James!” I panted against his hungry lips. He reluctantly pulled back, breathing hard.
    “Yeah!” He panted. “Is it okay?”
    I nodded. “I just need to catch my breath.”
    He chuckled at that before leaning back down and kissing me softly on the lips. “You’re cute, you know that.”
    “Thanks, I think.” I murmured into his lips.
    He kissed me uncontrollably, running his fingers through my hair, among other places. I was in seventh heaven as every inch of his touch exploded tingles all across my skin. I didn’t want to let go.
    But I had to. I was late.
    I messaged mom earlier, telling her that my shift was going to run late today because someone had called in sick and that I’d be home around 5pm.
    She fell for it, but not without another beautiful reminder to maintain my calories if I decided to eat anything.
    I didn’t do that either, all though James and I did share a medium bucket of popcorn and a Coke. He ate and drank most of it, which was fine by me.
    “James.” I murmured again in his kiss. “I’ve got to go.”
    He pulled back immediately. “Really?”
    I nodded. “Yeah, my parents are expecting me.”
    James kissed me goodbye and I miserably, horribly, tragically left the comfort and heat of his touch, exiting the car and making my way depressingly back home.
    Back to mom, back to life, back to calorie counting and constant interrogation. It’d been one hell of a weekend so far. Who would have thought things would have changed this drastically, all with a simple explanation that I’d wanted desperately to make sense.
     
    *~*~*
     
    After a surprisingly calm and peaceful dinner where I wasn’t interrogated about what I had done today or what I’d eaten, I was now in the comforts of my room, staring up at my ceiling, imagining things.
    Things like, James and me, today, holding hands, kissing. It was a sight worth a million dollars in my opinion.
    My phone beeped.
    I grinned joyously when I saw who it was.
    It was James!
     
    Tiger: Miss you…
     
    My heart melted. Really!
    I texted him back.
     
    Annabelle: I miss you too….
     
    My phone beeped almost immediately after sending the text.
     
    Tiger: Baby…What are you doing tomorrow?
     
    A smile so large broke across my face that my cheeks ached in pain. A pain I’d welcome every day from now if it involved beautiful, amazing, life altering texts like that. 
     
    Annabelle: Nothing…
     
    Tiger: Good, because you’re with me tomorrow.
     
    I lunged backwards on to my bed, squealing as quietly as I could. This was really happening, James and I, we were getting closer and who knew what that would turn into.
     
    *~*~*
     
    The next day, after I’d lied to my parents about going to the library to study, I met James a block away from my house at the same park he picked me up at the first time. He drove us to his house, which made me excited and nervous. At his house we were going to be all alone. His dad and step mother and his brother and sister had left town again, going to a cottage they owned. James opted to stay behind, telling them it was the first week of school and he’d wanted to stay home and study, to get a head start on everything.
    Which was a crock of bull, James didn’t seem like the type to stay home and study, especially when he could go to the lake instead.
    This time, I didn’t go up to his room. Instead, we sat in his media room down in the basement, which was an amazing rec room. There were theatre seats with cup holders and a large 72 inch television screen hanging on the wall.
    We watched two different movies, laughing, joking, cuddling and kissing with one another.
    I’d never had this