Being Julia (A Forever Novella) by Sandi Lynn Page A

finished our dinner and shared a dessert, Jake walked around, pulled out my chair, and took my hand in his as we walked out of the restaurant. Touching him, I felt connected, and being with him made me forget about everything else in the world. He opened the door to the Range Rover and before I climbed in, he gently placed his hand on my cheek. He smiled at me as he slowly shook his head.
    “This is crazy.”
    “What’s crazy?” I smiled.
    “This feeling I have when I’m with you, when I look at you, and when I touch you.”
    “The same feeling I have when I’m with you.”
    “Really? You have it too?” he said as he inched his face closer to mine.
    “I sure do.” I smiled as I looked at his lips.
    “You’re so beautiful, Julia, and I really want to kiss you.”
    “I want you to kiss me,” I whispered.
    His smile widened as he leaned in even closer and his lips softly brushed against mine. His hand cupped the back of my head as his lips pressed firmly, forcing me to part my lips. He slipped his tongue inside my mouth and I just about died. Everything about him was so warm. I placed my hands on each side of his face and welcomed his passionate kiss. As he looked at me and smiled, he pressed his forehead against mine.
    “Wow.”
    “Wow is right.” I smiled.
    “Maybe I need to kiss you again just to verify that ‘wow.’” He smiled.
    “Yeah, I think you need to.”
    He tilted his head and nipped at my bottom lip before locking his lips with mine. The way he kissed was magical and it sent shivers throughout my body. He pushed up against me and I could feel his erection. I never wanted to have sex as badly as I did right then. Our kiss became softer and he looked at me.
    “Kissing you is everything I imagined it would be since I first laid eyes on you. We should get going.”
    I took in a deep breath and smiled as I climbed into the Range Rover. Jake got in, shut the door, and took my hand. “Why don’t we go back to the beach and we can talk some more.”
    “I like that idea.” I smiled.
    We drove back to the beach and Jake asked me if I needed anything and that we could stop by my house. I told him no, I didn’t need anything and that my parents were probably having sex all over the house. He looked at me and raised his eyebrow.
    “Are you serious?”
    “Yes, I’m dead serious. My parents’ sexual appetite for one another is astounding, and you never know where you’re going to find them.”
    “Oh my God. That is so awesome, but weird at the same time.” He laughed. “They must really love each other.”
    “They do, and they don’t have any problem letting people know it.”
    Jake drove to the end of the street where he parked the Range Rover, and we walked hand and hand down to the beach. The sand was illuminated by the light of the moon and the water was glistening. The night air was perfect. Jake sat down first and spread his legs, making room for me to sit up against him. He wrapped his arms around me as I lay back against his chest. We talked about our childhood and what we saw in our futures. Jake wanted at least three kids. I told him that two was a great number because you only have two hands. He laughed as he kissed me on the cheek. I stroked his arm with my finger as we talked, and I could feel him getting hard.
    “I’m sorry, Julia.”
    “For what?” I asked.
    “Umm ... I think you know.”
    Then it hit me; he was talking about his erection. “Oh, don’t worry about that. It’s okay.” I smiled as I tilted my head back and he kissed me on the lips. The kiss continued to get deeper, so I turned my body around and wrapped my legs around his waist as we made out under the moonlight. Suddenly, we heard talking and laughing. I instantly broke our kiss and turned my head.
    “What’s wrong?” Jake asked.
    “I swear that sounds like my parents,” I whispered.
    The laughing was getting louder and closer. I unwrapped my legs from Jake’s waist and sat next to him.
    “Are