The Summer I Met Her (GirlxGirl)

25- If You Love Her

I threw open the (luckily unlocked) door and hurried to the center of the room. I sat, my tote bag in my lap. "Okay," I sighed with much excitement. "What am I painting and what are you gonna play for me?"

Jay raised an eyebrow as she latched the door closed. "What now?" She turned around to face me.

I searched the room for anything remotely shaped like an instrument. Last time, she brought a shotgun in advance, so where's...?

"Where's your guitar?" I clarified.

Jay sighed frustratedly. Her shameful gaze fell to the floor. "Shoot. I forgot."

She perked up quickly, shrugging off her mistake, sitting cross legged in front of me. "Oh well, some other time then."

I was not buying it. Still I smiled. "You did not forget. I texted you yesterday."

She simply shrugged. "Slipped my mind."

Her accent was really thick just then. I smiled harder. "You're really cute. But I don't believe that."

She flashed a sly smile, leaning forward. "You think I'm cute?"

I grabbed her face with both hands, stopping her from going any further. "Don't change the subject, Miss Sneaky. I know your game. You do that every time you don't wanna talk about something."

She sighed with an amused eye roll, her chin resting in my hands. "You got me."

My smile softened. "Why are you so nervous about it? It's just me."

"That's just it." She muttered. We locked eyes. "It's you."

I was touched. "I don't need a perfect performance, Jace."

"Yes," She took my hands off her face, and held them within hers. "You do." She planted a firm kiss on my forehead.

I exhaled slowly, quietly. I could sit here for hours.

Her voice brought me back down to earth. "I'm sure whatever you paint, it'll look fantastic."

I smiled mischievously at what I was about to say next. "I know. Because unlike you, I keep my word."

"Hey. I do too keep my word."

I pulled several different colors from my bag, then a plastic palette. "Who's the one following through today, hmm?"

She shrugged, leaning backwards on her hands. "Can't argue with proof."

Just like I usually do unaccompanied in the field across the farmhouse, I set up my space to paint. I got super close to the wall, with an old sheet on the floor, a water cup, and of course my speaker. Since I needed one now that there was no guitar.

Apparently setting up was super interesting, for some people.

"...Is this entertaining?" I finally looked over at her amid the silence.

Jaycee was snapped out of her trance. "Very. I just like watching you do... everything."

I smiled and tossed my ponytail. "I know I'm cute."

"Sometimes." She crawled over beside me. "What're you gonna paint?"

I shrugged, not super confident in my decision. "I thought I'd put the outside, inside, you know?"

She leaned forward with much intrigue. "No I don't. Fill me in."

Her genuine interest made me embarrassingly happy. I looked away with a goofy smile. "I'm only really good at plant life, so I thought I'd make it more flower-y in here."