my lips once,
twice, three times before he stopped, laying next to me. My heart
palpated in my chest, my head throbbing from the moment.
I rolled over to face him, feeling
a little spastic. “What are we doing?” I asked, my head spinning,
my breath barely hanging on.
“ What? I don’t get the question,”
he asked me, turning to face me as well.
The moon showed me just enough of
his face to see a visual reaction.
“ What do you want from me?” I had
to know what this all meant.
One thing I was not was a girl
willing to get strung along and screwed up by a good looking guy. I
didn’t care how cute he was. I cared more about my feelings. I
didn’t need him to make me feel better about myself, it wasn’t a
person I needed.
“ I don’t know, I mean, I like what
I know now. “
“ What is your whole point Ace? I’m
not that girl who takes this stuff as fun and games. If you’re
looking for someone to mess around with, that’s not me,” I said,
sitting up.
His answer wasn’t making me feel
any better about this situation. I didn’t need a parent to tell me
to watch out for guys like him. I had a self-worth that tugged
sharply at my heart all day, every day.
Ace touched my face. I looked down
at the ground away from his concern. He ran his thumb across my
lips.
“ I’m not here with you because I
just want you physically, but I’m not promising you a fairy tale
answer. I don’t know you well enough. I know what I
think.”
“ And what is that?” I knew what I
thought as well, and it seemed rather silly to open up to him so
fast. I knew that it was all silly. Most people would think there
was no way to fall for someone in a matter of a week. It seemed
hard to believe that I felt like he was the one that could
understand all my quirkiness. But at the same time, I didn’t
care.
“ I feel drawn to you, I felt like
that the first day I met you. I don’t have any idea why I feel so
strongly, and, honestly, I didn’t want to. Believe me.”
“ That makes me feel
good.”
“ It’s not that, when feelings get
in the way it clouds my thinking about other stuff, it makes it
hard for me to ….” He trailed off.
There was his mysterious aura
again, his subtle way of saying so much with nothing. I wasn’t
willing to sit under the stars with him and not understand
anymore.
“ No, you tell me what you mean.
You’re going to tell me, and if you don’t tell me, take me
home.”
“ Tell you what? I’m not taking you
home until you tell me what your deal is with me. You seem to think
you know more than I even know about me,” he snapped.
“ I know you’re hiding something,”
I snapped back.
“ Why does it have to be I’m hiding
something?”
“ That’s the way it seems, and in
order for me to feel like we are getting somewhere, I want to know
more than what you’re willing to tell. So, either you tell me, or
take me home,” I said again, pulling his hooded sweatshirt off and
tossing it in his lap.
I stood up and started walking.
Ace followed instantly behind me. He grabbed my hand trying to stop
me.
“ What is this?” he
griped.
“ This is what it is. I told you,
I’m not going to be duped by anyone. This whole mystery, I don’t
care to partake. If you’re that secretive, we are better off not
talking to one another.”
“ What?” he laughed with a huffy
tone.
“ It’s a bad sign.” I pulled
away.
“ Just sit down, Eve,” he said,
standing in the middle of the jogger’s path.
I crossed my arms,
sitting.
“ I’m going to tell you this one
time, I am not hiding anything, but I am not going to open up like
a book and give you all the answers, either. You enjoy being around
me, or you don’t. I’m not trying to impress you or sway any opinion
you will have or have already about me. I’m not a good guy. I’m not
bad, I’m me. You either like it, or not.” He blurted this out with
an irritated tone. “And I mean that. You either like me, or you
don’t.” He
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