Run To You

Chapter 7

I look around the kitchen to decide what to make for our date tonight. I grab some ingredients and whip up a nice dinner. I drop Olaf off at Kevin's, and set up the couch. On the end table are snacks galore. I have Netflix pulled up, and we'll pick out a movie later. I plate the food, and Kirstie walks in.
"Is this our date?" Kirstie smiles and wraps her arms around my waist.
"Yeah. Go sit down. I'll get some wine." I pour two large glasses and carry them out. She sips and smiles at me.
"What did you do?" I take her hand from across the table.
"We went shopping. I bought nice clothes and stuff. Esther bought me lingerie," Kirstie jokingly glares.
"Oh, did she? Is it cute?" I laugh. "Maybe you could model it later."
"Yeah, no. You wouldn't believe how she thought we got together."
"And how is that?"
"She thought we had a hook up, and we liked it enough that we got together."
"Not. Do you remember the first party we ever went to?"
"Oh yeah. It was a dinner party. The hostess made us cake and we dropped it on the floor."
"And then we ate it all because we didn't want her to be upset. That's when I realized I liked you," I smile.
"When did you realize you loved me?" she closed her eyes.
"One night we had a movie night. Everyone else didn't show up, so we sword fought all night with foam swords. You were sweating and laughing, and I knew I loved you," I close my eyes. Kirstie takes the dishes into the kitchen, and takes me into the living room. She kisses my cheek, and slowly moves her kisses down. She kisses my neck and moves back to my ear. I grab her wrists and kiss her on the mouth. My mouth was open, and our tongues dance in the other's mouth. I run my hands down, and they brush over her butt. I grab her thighs and pull her closer. She straddles me and pulls away for air. I kiss her jawline, and gently move down. I push of her oversized cardigan and kiss her shoulder. I move my way to her rapidly rising and falling chest and gently kiss her collarbone. She pushes me onto the couch and kisses me hard. I grip her thighs roughly and pull her closer, resulting in her giggling. She pulls away, her hair framing her perfect face. Her scar above her lips, the color of cotton candy. Her honey eyes, always smiling. Her dainty nose that needed to be kissed. Her everything was so intoxicating. She slides her legs in between mine, and rests her head on my chest.
"Aren't we supposed to be watching Netflix?" Kirstie asked, her voice muffled by my t shirt.
"I like talking better."
"You know what I love when you do?" She rested her chin on my chest and looked up at me.
"What?" I play with the ends of her hair. She scoots up my body, and I kiss her forehead.
"When you talk in your lowest voice possible."
"Like this?" I smirk, and she closes her eyes and a roseate blush permeates her cheeks.
"Yes," she said/moaned.
"Girl," I start the beginning of Pusher Love. "It's been a long time coming. But I just have to say I love you baby," I finish, and Kirstie squirms on top of me.
"Weird."
"I remember the first time we did that we had to start three times because you kept laughing."
"Do you want to know what I find sexy about you?"
"Everything?" I joke.
"No, when you wake up, and you're shirtless and your pajama pants are loose around your hips and you walk with that carefree-ness. I love that."
"I love when you kiss me and when I pull away to kiss your neck, you clutch onto my clothes or hair," I draw circles on the backs of her hands.
"I knew I liked you when you brought me soup when I was sick and I was with Jeremy so I tried to hide it. I couldn't, but I knew Jeremy would hurt me if I broke up with him. I loved you that day you helped me break up with him."
"When are we going to start the movie?"
"I prefer this," she smiled, and kissed me. I grabbed her hips, and pulled her closer. She straddled my hips and ran her tongue across my bottom lip. Our tongues dance in the other's mouth. She takes my bottom lip in between her teeth and tugs. My grip on her hips becomes stronger and I moan. She giggles, and I kiss her jawline. She inhales sharply through her nose. I graze her skin on her neck with my teeth, and she melts into me. I meet her lips again, and pick her up bridal style. She giggles, and I drop her on her bed, letting us both get some sleep.