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He used to always be able to
talk to me, about anything and now he is at a loss for words. It is
a sight to see, but I was not aware that I had such an effect on
him. It makes me smile on the inside.
    “ Listen; when I left I was
an idiot. I should have told you then that I’m still, I’m….I love
you Abby.” I swallow hard, processing his words. He said it. I
couldn’t believe he just confirmed the very thing I was struggling
with. If he only knew. “I just wasn’t sure if you were feeling the same way so I
didn’t want to spring this on you and make things uncomfortable
between us. But I figured I had to get it out regardless of your
reaction. We’ve always been honest with each other. It’s better to
know than always wonder ‘what if’. I..”
    “ Lucas.” I gesture him to
sit down on my bed. I have to be honest too, I owe him that much.
It’s been eating me alive. He sits down next to me, his legs
dangling over the side of the bed. I look at him and speak. “You’re
not the only one feeling this way. The night before you and Sarah
got together.” I cringe at the memory and what I went through that
day. I clench my hand for a minute releasing it slowly, remembering
the almost shattered glass and broken hand. We are too close. I
move back a little, putting some distance between us and I continue
my confession. His eyes are weary but focused intently on mine.
They sparkle like diamonds, so beautiful. Through his eyes, Lucas
would show understanding, longing and love of all kinds. I suddenly
want him on top of me, expressing his deepest feelings of love and
I too would show him how I felt. I push that thought aside…for
now.
    “ Sarah and I got into it.
She had plans to try and entice you, to make you want her. She went
through my closet to find an outfit that would show off her legs. I
warned her to stay away from you. I don’t trust her. She always
uses guys and throws them away like trash. I didn’t want you to get
hurt. But when I approached you, hoping I could warn you before she
got to you first, it was too late. I saw you two together and I
lost it. I don’t know, I guess I never stopped loving
you.”
    He is stunned. He grabs my hand and caresses
my palm, which probably felt as if it was on fire. My face flushes,
feeling like an overheated oven. I pull my hand out of his grasp
and start touching my bedspread like there is a visible piece of
flint there, to keep myself from looking at him. “Look we can’t be
together. We both know that. And I’m with Brady. I just can’t…”
    He grabs my face in his hands, forcing me to
look at him. Caught off guard, I gasp and hold my breath for what
feels like an eternity before letting it out slowly. “Abby, I love
you. I want us to be together. We can try it again. I know we can
make it work. Don’t give up on us.” Once those words are out of his
mouth, I find myself on top of him; searching his mouth with my own
to keep him from talking. At first the urgency is unbearable. I
can’t get enough of him. He flips me over so he’s on top, pressing
in on me. My hands are running through his hair. His hands are
gently caressing my back in a soft motion against my skin. It feels
so sensual and electric. It feels so good. I’m enticed to act on my
feelings and I become more forceful, aggressive. I slip my tongue
in his mouth, searching for his and I match his swirls. He tastes
so sweet, like honey, and our teeth clumsily clank together, but we
think nothing of it, too caught up in the moment to care.
    Don’t stop! I think to myself as my hands explore every inch
of his body. Wanting more, needing more of him. It could be like
this all the time and I would be happy. Being together would be my
dream. If only it were that simple. His hands slip under my shirt,
grazing every part of my bare skin, moving upward. I let out a loud
moan, urging him on. His fingertips lightly run up under my
bra…up…up caressing my breasts. My heart rate accelerates at