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Chapter 41 

" we never talked more about what was happening in your life" he said suddenly , after he stopped tickling me once more.

" mmm, when was this?" I asked in between giggles. I picked myself up from the floor, he had also pushed me off the couch... unintentionally .

" at the park , you asked about how to feel when you like someone" he said, a smile creeping onto his face. I could also see this was a pain to him. That was also the time he asked about Amelia the first time...

" oh yeah ..." I said, I felt so awkward talking about it . I'm sure if the light was better he could see me blush. He sat up properly on the lounge.

" well?" he asked, raising an eyebrow.

I sat next to him... maybe a bit to close.

" erm... well. I'm concerned I'm going to be a cat lady when I grow up" I lied.

He laughed, " you're not going to be a cat lady, you don't even like cats that much!"

" yeah , well it's looking like it" I said seriously.

" you'll find someone as nuts as you are one day" he grinned. I tried to poke him in his cheek.

" ha ha, I know what I'm thinking... I'm just trying to suppress it" I said, I laid my head on his lap.

He looked down at me , " sorry-" I began.

" no its fine" he said, and put his hand on my shoulder.

I could feel his finger tips on my arm. They were warm too , and oh so soft. I could feel if he was shaking or moving... I also had this feeling of control. I was laying on one of his most sensitive areas, if I moved wrong he was going to be in pain...

" hey, question for you" I said,

" fire away"

" why is it only me here?"

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she wishes... 

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