Shattering The Surfaces

Chapter Twenty Almost...

Jonathan’s POV

I almost said it, last night, while I kissed her. Cowardice set in and I chickened out. Unsure of how she felt I held it back. Those three little words, they seemed to carry so much when they were said. Strange, as it were, I have told her them before, just not like this.

I looked up at her, sitting across from me while she talked to one of the girls from our class that she knew a little. She always was so beautiful half asleep in the morning.

Yes, I very much did love her.

Finding out that she got into San Francisco sealed the deal for me. When she read her denial letter from Berkeley, I thought my heart had stopped for a moment. The thought I wouldn’t be able to be with her after high school ate me alive for a few minutes. Then she read the San Francisco letter and I couldn’t move. I was so happy it made me dizzy and realized I’d have her for our college career.

Right then, I realized I loved her and could not be without her, could not live without my Abi. The ache was so intense and strange.

Catching my stare as we ate breakfast she smiled at me. How could she not feel the same? Everything about her responses to me told me the way I felt was mutual in her. I wanted her physically so bad. Thank god she didn’t notice how aroused I got last night. When I realized it I stopped and rolled away, but not ready to let her go. Didn’t want to embarrass myself and she possibly laugh at how hard I was, I doubted she would do that. Nothing I can do about my physical reactions to her, she drew them out so easily. I didn’t feel awkward either just…right. We both were virgins so that talk was coming and soon.

We had fallen asleep earlier than planned from how busy the day had been so we were awake for now. Abi had those sleepy eyes still that made her look so sexy.

“What do you want to do today?” She asked as I stared at my food.

“Hmm…Oh well there is that hike, or the boat inner tubing in the afternoon to do. Do you want to set your sketch first so it doesn’t smudge?”

“Yeah I should do that, first going to hop in the shower.” She leaned over the table and kissed my lips. I let out a contented sigh, which made her giggle.

I smirked watching her walk away to get her things. Too bad I couldn’t join her…my pants tightened. Shaking my head I got up trying to purge those thoughts for now. Not what I needed to be focusing on.

The girls in the glass had the early morning hours to shower and the boys the latter since there were more boys in the class than girls. So I’m sure the girls would be done quick as some had already done their business.

While she was gone I decided to check my telescope setup, since Mrs. Davis fixed it by lantern light in the dark. I wanted to make sure it was okay in the daylight. I chuckled, thinking about how we fell asleep cuddled up on the little odd couch bed I made and one of the teacher aides woke us up displeased at our cuddling. Obviously we had both been fully dressed and nothing happened despite how much I dreamed that it did.

I had to stop thinking about these things or I would be stuck dealing with pitching a tent all damn day.

So far the telescoped seemed to be fine, its make shift stabilizer was working. I am very fond of my equipment and it’s not exactly a cheap instrument. My mom would kill me if it broke to the point of being irreplaceable.  I had already replaced the sights once and that cost almost half as much as the telescope itself. I looked through the sites, one of them was fuzzy, must have been bumped in the night with a foot or a leg.

Carefully, I detached the sight and opened it, simultaneously reaching for my lens cleaning kit and sat down to work on fixing the sight. Engaged in my work I did not hear her footsteps as she approached back to our camp, but felt her hands inch around my sides and her lips press against my neck. Her wet hair grazed my shoulders still warm from her shower.