Chapter Eighteen: Just You and Me

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Eddie sat across from Desiree with a wide smile on his face, they had been staring at each other for twenty minutes with the goofiest grins, "So," Desiree chuckled, "So, here we are." He responded with the same chuckle. Desiree shook her head and took Eddie's hand in hers, "It's just you and me." She smiled.

Eddie smiled back just a big as she did, "So, tell me something you don't want me to know." He asked. Desiree grabbed her glass of wine and took a large sip, "Okay, I got one." She sighed as she set her glass down then sat on her knees on her bed and cleaned her throat, "When I was a little girl, there was this boy that had a huge crush on me and he wrote me a love letter that he poured his entire five-year-old heart into and I read it, handed it back to him and told him that I wasn't the one for him because I was Desiree Lopez and only the best of the best would be able to capture my heart." She admitted.

Eddie exhaled through his nose and slightly snorted, "You just gave him the letter back?" He asked between laughter. She smacked his arm, "Yes, stop laughing!" She whined. Eddie put his hands up on defense and sighed happily, "I love that I can just lean over and kiss you whenever I want." He softly spoke. Desiree smiled and leaned forward, closing the gap between the two. The kiss was more of a peck, resulting in Desiree furrowing her eyebrows, "You're not getting away without tell your secret either." She told him.

He rolled his eyes playfully, "Okay, but you can't tell anyone and you can't judge me." He warned with his pinky held out. Desiree linked her pinky with his and kissed her thumb, Eddie looked at her thumb in confusion, "Kiss your thumb and put it on mine." She instructed. Eddie looked at her with a smile, as if he was amazed by how pure she was, she was sweetest hunk of sugar he had ever seen. She waved her hand in his face, "Sweetheart, are you there?" She asked, causing him to snap out of his thoughts and nod, "Yeah, I'm here baby." He answered.

She gestured him to say what he wanted to say and he chuckled, "The summer back in '81, I made my uncle Wayne take me a concert." He finished his sentence with a deep sigh as he shook his head, Desiree frowned, "That's it?" She asked in a confused manner. Eddie took a deep breath, "It was an ABBA concert, but the catch was that I told Wayne that it was a KISS concert and we had backstage passes to meet them." He admitted. Desiree laughed loudly and leaned back, resulting in her falling off of the bed.

Eddie rolled his eyes and crossed his arms, "Are you done laughing?" He asked while looking at her top half of the body being on the floor and her legs on the bed. She nodded and stifled a few laughs, "I'm sorry, you're just not the ABBA type." She says as she gets on the bed again. He shrugged, "Hey, don't judge me. The Winner Takes It All is my fucking song." He responded as he snapped his fingers and moved his head side to side. Desiree laughed and crawled over to him, laying her head on his chest.

He smiled as he rubbed her arm, "If you tell anyone, so help me God, I will make sure everyone knows that you sleep with a nightlight." He jokingly threatened. Desiree snapped her head in his direction and squinted her eyes, "You wouldn't dare!" She gasped. He squinted his eyes and pressed his forehead against hers, "Try me, chiquitita." He said before kissing her nose. Desiree laughed and snuggled back up against his chest with a wide smile spread across her face.

"I want you to actually tell me something you don't want me to know." He says as he rakes his fingers through her hair. She looked up at him for a second before looking back down to his chest, "My mothers name was Fernanda," She tells him as she pulls a photo out of her pillow case and hesitantly handed it to him, "She was born in Monterrey, New Mexico but she moved here to Indiana when she was just five years old and they lived here in Hawkins for about a year before they moved back to Monterrey. My abuelita was from Texas and my abuelo was from Mexico city." She begins her story, resulting in Eddie putting his entire attention onto Desiree after looking at the picture of her beautiful mother.

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