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Peter took Melia’s hands in his. The Friday morning sun sparkled in her eyes. She looked fantastic again today in another short dress. If she didn’t look so good in dresses (and if they weren’t as short as they were) Peter would think it odd that she always wore them. He liked that she rarely wore make up and her hair was almost always down.
“Where do you want to go to dinner tonight?” he asked, unable to look away from her hypnotizing gaze.
“I don’t know. You should pick.”
“What kind of food do you like?”
“I like cheese,” she told him, smiling slightly.
He chuckled. “Ok. Hmm, where could we go for cheese?”
“Oh! I like Italian food,” she told him.
“Me too. And I know a place.” He beamed and squeezed her hands. “So, the movie, what do you want to see?”
“I like love stories,” she admitted. Jamie had warned her most guys hate romantic movies. But Peter didn’t miss a beat.
“Ok. Is there a particular one you want to see?”
“Yes. I can’t remember the name but it takes place in the old fashioned days.”
Peter nodded. “I’ve seen the previews.”
“Then can we go to the ocean?”
“Sure,” he eagerly agreed, recalling how enjoyable their trip to the beach was last night. He kissed her again. Her lips were soft. He knew it was stupid but he felt like something passed through them with every kiss. Like a spark or electricity or something. He let go of her hand and put his on her waist. Melia made the move this time. She wrapped her arms around his shoulders and kissed him passionately.
She liked the way his body felt against hers. She liked how warm he was. She liked how safe she felt around him, how she didn’t feel like a fish out of water. And there was something about him that made him almost vulnerable. Melia couldn’t figure out what it was. When she slowly let go, she saw Connor gaping at them.
“Your friends are staring,” she whispered.
Peter turned and waved. “Oh, uh, yea.” He held her hand again, removing it from around his shoulders with a resentful sigh. He led her over to his friends. Melia smiled politely as Connor, Nate and Brian made their rounds of ‘good mornings’.
“I’m gonna go find Jamie,” she told Peter. “I’ll see you in class.”
“Ok.” Peter nodded, not wanting her to leave or to face the heckling he was sure to get from his friends.
Jamie had just walked into the building. “Jamie!” Melia called. Jamie stopped and turned.
“Where’s Peter?” Jamie asked, a little shocked to see Melia alone.
“With his friends.” She hooked her arm through Jamie’s. “I think I need help!”
“With what?”
“I can’t stop thinking about Peter! All I want to do is kiss him!”
Jamie laughed. “It’s ok. Just talk to me about it and you’ll feel better.”
“When I kiss him I feel warm and tingly.”
“Now that I can’t help you with,” she laughed again.
They crossed the hall and entered the chemistry lab. Melia let go of Jamie and set her books down. “What were you and Jeff talking about yesterday?”
Jamie couldn’t help but smile. “Nothing really. He invited me over for a movie night or something.”
Melia excitedly gasped. “You have a date!”
“No, it’s not a date.”
“But you’re going to the movies! Oh! Maybe we can double date!”
“Shh! No, I’m just going to his house to watch a movie. His friends will be there. It’s not a date at all. And,” she lowered her voice, “I don’t really want to go. I don’t know his friends very well.”
“Well, this is a perfect chance to get to know them.”
“I knew you’d say that.”
“He is totally gonna fall in love with you.”
“No he’s not.”
“I think so.” Melia flipped through her notes. “You two will sit by each other during the movie. Oh, hopefully it’s scary so you can hold his hand! And then when he walks you to your car, you’ll look up and see a shooting star. Then he will kiss
Peter took Melia’s hands in his. The Friday morning sun sparkled in her eyes. She looked fantastic again today in another short dress. If she didn’t look so good in dresses (and if they weren’t as short as they were) Peter would think it odd that she always wore them. He liked that she rarely wore make up and her hair was almost always down.
“Where do you want to go to dinner tonight?” he asked, unable to look away from her hypnotizing gaze.
“I don’t know. You should pick.”
“What kind of food do you like?”
“I like cheese,” she told him, smiling slightly.
He chuckled. “Ok. Hmm, where could we go for cheese?”
“Oh! I like Italian food,” she told him.
“Me too. And I know a place.” He beamed and squeezed her hands. “So, the movie, what do you want to see?”
“I like love stories,” she admitted. Jamie had warned her most guys hate romantic movies. But Peter didn’t miss a beat.
“Ok. Is there a particular one you want to see?”
“Yes. I can’t remember the name but it takes place in the old fashioned days.”
Peter nodded. “I’ve seen the previews.”
“Then can we go to the ocean?”
“Sure,” he eagerly agreed, recalling how enjoyable their trip to the beach was last night. He kissed her again. Her lips were soft. He knew it was stupid but he felt like something passed through them with every kiss. Like a spark or electricity or something. He let go of her hand and put his on her waist. Melia made the move this time. She wrapped her arms around his shoulders and kissed him passionately.
She liked the way his body felt against hers. She liked how warm he was. She liked how safe she felt around him, how she didn’t feel like a fish out of water. And there was something about him that made him almost vulnerable. Melia couldn’t figure out what it was. When she slowly let go, she saw Connor gaping at them.
“Your friends are staring,” she whispered.
Peter turned and waved. “Oh, uh, yea.” He held her hand again, removing it from around his shoulders with a resentful sigh. He led her over to his friends. Melia smiled politely as Connor, Nate and Brian made their rounds of ‘good mornings’.
“I’m gonna go find Jamie,” she told Peter. “I’ll see you in class.”
“Ok.” Peter nodded, not wanting her to leave or to face the heckling he was sure to get from his friends.
Jamie had just walked into the building. “Jamie!” Melia called. Jamie stopped and turned.
“Where’s Peter?” Jamie asked, a little shocked to see Melia alone.
“With his friends.” She hooked her arm through Jamie’s. “I think I need help!”
“With what?”
“I can’t stop thinking about Peter! All I want to do is kiss him!”
Jamie laughed. “It’s ok. Just talk to me about it and you’ll feel better.”
“When I kiss him I feel warm and tingly.”
“Now that I can’t help you with,” she laughed again.
They crossed the hall and entered the chemistry lab. Melia let go of Jamie and set her books down. “What were you and Jeff talking about yesterday?”
Jamie couldn’t help but smile. “Nothing really. He invited me over for a movie night or something.”
Melia excitedly gasped. “You have a date!”
“No, it’s not a date.”
“But you’re going to the movies! Oh! Maybe we can double date!”
“Shh! No, I’m just going to his house to watch a movie. His friends will be there. It’s not a date at all. And,” she lowered her voice, “I don’t really want to go. I don’t know his friends very well.”
“Well, this is a perfect chance to get to know them.”
“I knew you’d say that.”
“He is totally gonna fall in love with you.”
“No he’s not.”
“I think so.” Melia flipped through her notes. “You two will sit by each other during the movie. Oh, hopefully it’s scary so you can hold his hand! And then when he walks you to your car, you’ll look up and see a shooting star. Then he will kiss
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