Part 10

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We woke up to Jonathan asking about dinner and I realized that we fell asleep.

Val's leg was draped over my pelvis and her arm was weighing my chest. I had my arm underneath her neck holding up her head and another hand holding her thigh in place. This is pretty awkward for the first date.

She woke up around the same time I did and we quickly gathered ourselves as if we were dusting ourselves off and she went to the kitchen area on the shared room to make something for her son.
I looked at my phone seeing a text from my dad, and the clock is reading 4 PM. Jonathan must be really hungry, I'm not even sure how long we slept but it's been a few hours by the very least.

My dad's text was asking me where I was. I replied to him. "Just at a friend's house, sorry we fell asleep. I'll keep you updated on the schedule here." He thanked me and we ended our conversation.

Val kept giving me looks from the kitchen and I know that she has to feel weird about the sleeping situation. It's not that bad in general, if it were to happen to friends for example it could be laughed off. This time however, we both knew that there were feelings between us. Whether those are something more or something less, they made the situation a lot more intimate.

Sleeping together cuddled up might be worse than sex on the first date, damn. It's more emotional than physical.

I tried to avoid looking at her because I was scared that she might get uncomfortable, but then again we already established that I have a crush on her. Me staring at her wasn't something new or hidden.
So I decide to stare and check her out shamelessly, maybe she would find it funny and stop acting so awkward about the cuddling. Re-breaking the ice, no?

It worked because after a few times of catching me, she let out a giggle and laughed for a bit. It felt good to make her feel good.

She got Jonathan situated and ready to eat and he gladly started eating like a pig. Val and I both laughed at him and she sat back next to me. She then whispered something in my ear. "Come meet me in the bedroom, Jonathan doesn't need to be involved here..." She slowly got up and left me and my racing heart on the couch. What could she want in there? Couldn't be anything like that, right?

I followed after her discreetly and she closed the door behind me. "So, did you want to talk about something?" I asked her nervously, maybe I did something wrong? "Look, I know that you're a still a teen and you have urges, but I can't fulfill them like that." She set her foot down.

"What are you talking about?" I looked at her confused about what she meant. Did she think I got close to her like that to try to go further?
"Look it was an accident, we just fell asleep and humans tend to hug things when they sleep, there's nothing to worry about. I wouldn't use you." I told her honestly trying to reason with her.

"Alright, alright. It just gets to my head sometimes. I'm not quite sure what you want from me." She said looking for an answer. "I just want to see where this goes, I guess. I don't want to talk about anything too serious this soon, it feels like I'm giving you the 'what are we' talk. So I decided not to bring up anything. I understand I should have been more clear." I take a breath. "My intentions aren't like... sexual?" I said cringing a little. So what, I'm immature.

She took a moment to think and answered. "I understand, sorry for scaring you like that. I just don't want to be used like that, I can't afford a heartbreak at a time like this." She looked relieved.

"I get that. Now, can we get back to Jonathan?" I asked on my way to the door. She stopped me and looked around a bit shyly, clearly not sure what she was doing.

Then she kissed my cheek, kind of as a 'thank you for being sweet' kind of way.

I was left standing there red-faced as she opened the door laughing a little and then walking into the living room. This woman was good at teasing, I know she did that on purpose. She knows I have a weak spot for her, unfair. I'm going to have to get back at her for this.

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