was attempting to bring him to his knees. He would hate the idea very much, if it weren’t working.
‘When did she start to grow hips? ’ he asked himself as the sway continued to mesmerize him. Realizing that he’d fallen far behind her, he ran to catch up.
She stopped and turned on him when he yanked on her long, chocolate brown braid. “I’m sorry,” he squeaked into her annoyed gaze.
“Not yet,” she smiled, “but you will be,” she finished, before taking off in a full sprint. It was then he realized he was in love with her.
‘ Is it even possible to be in love at ten?’ he wondered as he chased after her as if he had no choice but to follow her anywhere she went. Oh yes, he was in love alright, but he also knew, he was in big trouble because she was already his life. He wondered if she would always be this stubborn and if he’d always give in to her
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“But, come on, mom! Sara said you don’t have plans. We need a ride to the appointment. Please ,” Samantha pleaded from her kitchen table, looking at the dark clouds hanging over the lake and hating that she couldn’t just drive her daughter to her appointment herself. Depending on other people was really starting to get old.
“Your sister does not know my detailed itinerary, because I do have plans with Jessica today. I’m sorry, Sam,” her mother, Kelly, explained, curtly. “I know Jason is there with you and Corigan today, can’t he take you?”
Samantha let out a frustrated growl, because this was exactly the reason she was asking her mother for help. She didn’t want to ask Jason. She didn’t want to feel more in debt to him than she already felt she was. She also didn’t want to sound like the whiny, spoiled child her mother would tell her she was if she explained why she didn’t want to ask Jason either, though.
She did have to admit t he last week and a half had been alright, and she was surprised to find it was easy to fall back into their friendship. What she really didn’t want to admit it to herself, was that even though she denied it, she had missed her friend over the last five years. She knew what hurt the most when they split wasn’t the fact that she’d lost her fiancé, but that she’d lost her best friend.
“I guess I could ask him,” Samantha said, begrudgingly.
“That’s my girl,” she could hear the smile in her mom’s voice as she hung up and went in search of Jason. Her irritation at being forced to ask him for help again softened as she watched him patiently helping Corigan into her fleece jumper with orange monkeys, Samantha’s favorite, in her bedroom. Samantha’s eyes took in the pale pink princess themed room and the toys that needed to be cleaned up in the corner before clearing her throat to announce her presence.
“Oh, hey, Sammy, what’s up?” he asked , looking up from the intense concentration he was putting into getting the fourteen month old dressed.
“Sara was supposed to pick Corigan and me up for her annual well check. She got called into a meeting, and Mom and Jessica aren’t available either. I already had to reschedule the appointment three times because of the accident and everything,” she explained, leaning against the door frame, her arms crossed over her blue t-shirt as she continued to watch him struggle with the jumper.
“Um, was there supposed to be a question in there somewhere?” he asked, raising his eyebrow in amusement. She knew he’d caught her watching his muscles jump under his own green crew neck as he wrestled Corigan’s arm into a sleeve. ‘ Where had those muscles come from?’ she wondered before clearing her throat at his inquiry.
“Yeah, um, ” she started, moving her eyes from his movements back to his face. “I really don’t want to have to ask you, but it seems like I’ve been backed into a corner by my family, and I’m left to question whether or not it wasn’t intentional, but are you available to take us to her