IT'S MAGIC

PART II CHAPTER 13

It’s really late in the afternoon when I wake up. And the motion I make as I rouse myself also wakes him up as well. He yawns then, which is really cute of him to do.

            “You’re at peace when you sleep, Kate.” He says with a smile right after he yawns.

            “Oh really? I guess I am.” I say. “By the way, am I snorting?”

            “I told you, you’re at peace when you sleep,” He says as he laughs, and he embraces me. “I still miss you, Kate.”

            I pinch his nose. “I also do, Kevin. I miss you, too.”

            And then he pinches mine. “I know right?”

            I break from the way we’re wrapped around each other then I pinch his cheek hard and I run for the trees deeper in the meadow, and then he comes after me. We are chasing each other for a tickle. It is fun, and… heartwarming. It’s like I want to be with Kevin for the rest of my life. Because every moment with him is magic, and each magical moment feels like forever.

            The thought makes me smile, but how about Ron? Ron!

            I realize that I think I have stopped thinking about Ron lately. Is this because of Kevin that I am close to forgetting him? Maybe, but I really have no idea. I’m always preoccupied.

            I slow down. It is then that I realize that he’s already behind me, ready for a tickle. Instead of speeding up, I turn to him, spreading my arms, maybe to hug him tight. And instead of tickling my sides, he wraps his arms around my waists, his hands meeting at my back and then he embraces me, almost like hugging me and he lifts me. I just let my arms spread, feeling the afternoon breeze here in the meadow and some dried leaves fall unto us, as he turns the two of us around, laughing at ourselves, which feels magical.

 

            We return to the hotel we checked in, playfully walking on the way since he holds my hand really tight and sway it forwards-backwards as he keeps on leaping like a child. And as we get inside, he drags me to Sweet Cold Refreshments room.

            There, while still holding my hand, the smile on his face never fades as he looks in amazement at the colorful Frozen Icings, Creamy cakes, Iced Shakes, and most of all…

            “Ice Cream!” He yells like a kid, and after seeing those, he runs, dragging me, again, to the area and points his fingers on colorful cones of ice cream through the glass rack.

            “I love to eat ice cream!” He says playfully. “Let’s get some, my treat.”

            “Sure, why not?” I say, and my face brightens. Oh, Kevin.

            He orders politely at the saleslady, who seems to like Kevin, that only if looks could melt, he’d be liquid instantly! He gets Cookies and Cream, since as he says, “that’s my favorite flavor,” and he made me choose a flavor. Cheesy-Vanilla is what I chose. I hope it tastes good!

            We walk out of the room, and we’re headed nowhere, to the verandah, maybe? I’m about to lick on mine when I see that his ice cream is almost half consumed by now. It seems like he’s too addicted on the ice cream that he didn’t mind the stains on his chin and around his lips.

            “Kate? Is something… wrong?” He asks. It is then I realize that I am just staring at him, in my face lies the look of being amused. Yeah – amused, because of the way he is. This is his childish side, and instead of being disgusted with him, it seems like I like him more.