Blindfold (Book One)

23. Commence

Simon's POV

    The entire cast is at my house right now, all talking and chatting with each other.

    "Hey guys," I start. "Has Amelie or Jim called any of you?"

    They all shake her head. This is weird.

    "Hmm...strange," I say. "Anyways...what do you all say if we pick them up at the airport when they arrive, you know to surprise them?"

    "Ooo that's a great idea!" says Mayim.

    "Yes, yes awesome!," speaks Johnny.

    "Wow I can't believe it's been almost a month," says Kaley. "Crazy."

    We all move our head up and down.

    "I miss them," says Melissa.

    "I wonder how they feel after this trip," says Kunal. "I am really really curious."

    I laugh. "I think we all are, Kunal."

    We 'yes' in agreement, and continue talking. Pick them up at the airport it is.

   

    Jim's POV

    My heart is hitting my chest, uncontrolled; my hands are shaking immensely. I suddenly feel all of my body weakening, and strangely at the same time tensing with nervousness, as our faces get closer and closer, feeling the warmth of each other's bodies. I slowly close my eyes, and...in a matter of seconds...I feel sparks everywhere, the most wonderful feeling in the entire world, the feeling of true, sincere love, as her soft lips gently touch mine. In that moment...nothing else in this world matters more than the two of us right here, right now. I feel her arms slowly locking around my neck, making my body finally relax, and I wrap my arms around her waist, pulling her closer. The crêpe I am holding in my hand drops to the ground, but I don't mind. Happiness hits me, and I can't help but smile between the kiss, not pulling away. Nothing makes me want to pull away, not even the wowing of the people, which probably means that the 8-o-clock sparkling lights of the Eiffel Tower are starting. Her kissing is so soft, so gentle, so...real, sincere. She delicately touches my neck, sending a chill through my spine. The kiss feels like it lasts for hours, beautiful beautiful hours, those moments that you don't want to see ending of. We slowly pull away, our eyes still closed, and I immediately look down at the ground.

    "I'm sorry," I say, not looking at her, but not able to contain my smile.

    "I'm sorry," she says, too, both of us throwing really nervous giggles.

    I finally turn to her, both of us still giggling nervously, and she takes my hand, getting closer to me. Her beautiful green eyes sparkle with the light of the moon, the lights of the Tower. She rests her head on my shoulder, and I wrap my arm around her, both of us enjoying a beautiful moment, watching the last seconds of the sparkling lights of the Eiffel Tower.

    We applaud with the rest of the people, as the lights are over. Amelie turns her head to me, and strokes my cheek gently, her touch sending a feeling of warmth through me.

    "You want to know something really really funny?" she says.

    "Yes I do."

    "I had a very very similar dream to what just happened right now many many years ago," she says.

    I stare at her surprised. "Really?" I ask.

    She nods. "Yes, another reason why I know I was in love with you even when I was with Jason."