she was all he could think about. He wanted to spend every
minute with her. He couldn’t wait until Saturday, but he was half
afraid that he was going to make a fool of himself.
He had still felt like an idiot even
after she’d agreed to go out with him, because he had wanted to let
out a triumphant yell when she had said that one simple word. He’d
been so damned happy that he’d almost blurted out right then and
there that he loved her. But luckily he had kept his mouth shut,
because he knew that he had thrown enough at her already without
throwing the ‘l’ word into the mix, and he hoped that he would be
able to hold his tongue until she was more comfortable in her
feelings for him. He had a feeling that she was half in love with
him already too, had seen it in her eyes when she’d looked at him;
but he didn’t want to put any pressure on her. There was no way
that he was going to let her go now that he actually had a real
chance of being with her.
Saturday he took her out to dinner and
a movie and then took her back to his house. He hoped that she
didn’t think he was being too forward, and trying to talk her into
bed on their first date. Making love to her was very much on his
mind, but he honestly wanted her to see his house. He was good at
what he did, and he was proud of what he had done with the house so
far, even though it might not look like much since the house was so
big and needed so much work done to really make it a home
again.
She seemed to enjoy his tour of the old
house though, and he could tell that she was actually listening
when he tried to explain his ideas to her, the ways he wanted to
not only put the house back together, but to make it his own. He
made them a drink, and they ended up making out on the couch, but
he made himself pull away after a few minutes of bliss. He wanted
her, but he wanted even more for everything to be right between
them.
Acasia
Acasia had to take a cold shower after
she got home from her date with Garett. Her body felt like it was
on fire. She knew that if he had tried to talk her into his bed
that she would have willingly followed him. She didn’t think she
would have regretted going to bed with him on the first date
either, though it certainly wasn’t something that she had done
before. Everything with Garett felt different. Everything with
Garett just felt so right.
She had felt that way before though,
had been so sure that she was meant to be with Gavin, and then
later with Colton. She knew that she was feeling too much too fast,
and that her emotions were threatening to overwhelm her and
completely cloud her judgment. She felt a little like she was
standing on the edge of a cliff. But she wasn’t scared to go over
the edge anymore, because she knew that Garett would be there to
catch her.
She knew that he’d wanted to make love
to her just as much as she had wanted him to. But he had been the
one that had broken their kiss, choosing to remain the gentleman
that he was. And he was a gentleman. Politeness had been drilled
into him by his parents, just as hers had instilled manners in her
and her sisters. But he’d taken it a step further. He’d brought her
flowers and chocolates and not only held the door and her chair for
her, but had followed her home after their date had
ended.
She had wanted to kiss him again before
he’d left, but had known that her mother was probably watching
them, so she had only waved before she’d turned and gone into the
house. Her mother wasn’t in sight, so she had slipped down the
stairs, wanting to relive the time she had spent with Garett over
again. She felt pathetic, but she already missed him.
The shower took some of the heat from
her body, but she knew that Garett would be in her dreams that
night. His face was in her mind as she fell asleep, and he was the
first thing she thought of when she woke up in the morning. She
couldn’t wait to see him again.
She called Demi to tell her the good
news and almost
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