Her: Oh my gosh his kiss was amazing. I had never been kissed so passionately before. I wanted so much to do more, but then again I couldn't just let my guard down. I felt so different around him and I didn't want to push him away, but he was pulling me deeply. I had to contain my emotions I didn't want him to know that I was feeling so much so soon. Every time I thought about us kissing I couldn't help but smile. Doubt flooded my mind again and before I could block out the negativity I thought...
'He's probably not even making a big deal out of it, he's probably forgotten about it.'
If I wanted to contain my feelings, then that thought alone sure as hell had me holding in then. Those thoughts made me a little sad, but just the thought of him kissing me made me smile all over again. Was it possible that my life was going to turn into one of those romance movies I had seen on television? I was so happy, yet so scared of letting down my guard and getting hurt. I didn't want to give it up and then end up alone the next day, but for a moment of happiness with someone that's been in my dreams and every thought I was willing to go for it. I felt that he would help me put away some of the built up tension I had. For months on end I was restless, I was getting tired of the constant dreams of sexual release. Masturbating wasn't doing enough anymore and I just didn't see how some people made it to their 40th birthday without having sex. I felt like something wild within me needed to be released and maybe that was his purpose. I giggled at the thought and then thought about calling and telling Havannah, but opted against it. Not that I didn't want to tell her, I didn't want to jinx myself. All I could do was hope for the best until something happened.
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Him: Her lips, that kiss, and those eyes; that's all I could think about. I hadn't felt that way in a long time. When I first met Keaton, her beauty and grace captured me. She was a sweet spirited person with good moral values, but as I got to know her more, I slowly but surely found out none of that was real. I didn't want to hurt her, but I wasn't happy with her and I didn't love her like I used to and marriage with her was out of the question. Maybe I had done things a little backwards, but I didn't regret that I had allowed myself to grow feelings for someone else. I knew Keaton didn't love me; all she wanted was the status and the name that followed. When I got home she was standing in the door way, arms folded and a frown on her face.
"What the hell? I've been calling you and you can't answer the phone at least once?"
"Was it an emergency? Is someone in the hospital, hurt, or deceased?"
"No!"
"Then what could have been so important that it couldn't have waited until I got here?"
"When I call, you answer, it shouldn't matter weather it's an emergency or not. The fact that I'm calling you is reason enough."
"No that's not reason enough, just because you call doesn't mean I have to answer. You don't control me. Get that through your thick head before it bites you in the ass."
"You know what? I'm not going to keep arguing with you. You need to get your shit together so you can help me plan this wedding."
"Keaton look, I've put up with you for as long as I could, but you've been selfish, lazy, and spoiled the whole time you've lived with me. I thought I could help you change, but you haven't been thinking about anything or anyone but yourself, and I can't take it. You said you wanted to get married because you want to be happy and you want what we have forever. What do we have? Not once have you asked me if that's what I wanted and not once did you say you wanted to get married because you love me. Keaton I don't want to get married and you only want to marry me because it'll make you look good."
"That's not true. Nathan how can you say all of that? Why shouldn't I have what I want? Why should I change? You haven't said anything in all of this time and I can't help but wonder if you've been cheating on me. How can you say you don't want to get married now when we've talked about it so many times before and now that I'm ready you want to pull out? I'm not letting that happen."
"Keaton I don't want this anymore, I can't take it."
"Look we can make this work, we can go to counseling. Look...I'm gonna give you some time to yourself. I'm going on a two week vacation with Rachel and Leah and when I get back we can get back to our plans ok?"
"No Keaton we're over."
"I'll be back in two weeks and I'm sure your mind will have changed when I come back."
"Are you fucking serious? Did you not hear me?"
"Nathan, I understand that you're nervous about being committed, but at some point we've gotta settle down, you're not getting any younger and all it takes is a simple I do. By the way I've already told everyone so there's no sense in making ourselves look bad, so we're going to make it happen. Bye honey."
I was so shocked that she had totally blown off what I said, but I knew I had done what I had to do. Weather or not she listened was at her own discretion. That night I thought about Trystynne and our start of something new. I couldn't wait to see her again. I didn't think I would make it to the next Wednesday. By the time Wednesday came I was half crazy. Not hearing her voice, not feeling her lips, not looking into those beautiful eyes was more than I could bear. When I walked in the building she wasn't there and it almost pissed me off because I'd have to wait another week to try and start a relationship with her and I wanted to make her mine right away. I saw a younger look alike of her and I knew it was her sister.
"Hi there." I said
"Oh hello." She said turning to face with a smile matching Trystynne's.
"Where's Trystynne?"
"She is under the weather today."
"Really? I know I'm asking for much, but could you give me her number? I'd very much like to call and see how she's doing."
"I know who you are and I know a better way to cheer her up."
She said with a sly grin. She gave me the address to her aunt's house and I quickly left. I went and bought something warm to help her feel better and I bought me a combo meal since I'd be missing the food at the meeting. When I got to the house I walked up and knocked on the door. She opened the door, looked at me, gasped, and slammed the door in my face. I knocked again.
"What are you doing here?"
"I heard you were under the weather...I had to see you."
"How did you find me?"
"Well let's just say I had a really good source."
"Amaya." she said in a growl.
"Are we gonna talk through the door? I'm not going anywhere."
"You can't be here, you'll catch what I have."
"I don't care, it can't be that bad. I need a few days off anyway."
"Nathan...I have pinkeye."
"Trystynne, I'm not going anywhere." She slowly opened the door and looked up at me then quickly looked away. "Well I think you're undergoing a fast recovery, you don't have that gunky stuff in your eye and it's not pink or read. It's a little swollen, but you're still beautiful." I said lifting her head to look at me.
"I don't want you catching this."
"I want to see you and talk to you. I don't care."
She moved to the side allowing me to enter. It was a nice sized house. Big and roomy one story house with a large gathering room, they seemed to be well to do people.
"What's all this?" she asked looking at the bags in my hand. I turned and looked at her.
"I bought you some soup to help you get better."
"Thank you. So what's my damage?"
