My movie Date

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I woke up the next morning, savoring the sweet smell of James.  His touch my my skin tingle and I longed for more.  It was  like he left me stranded on a desert island with a picture of him and one last kiss.  He was constantly lingering in my head, making me think of his features.  No boy had ever left an impression like James did on me.  They were all one night stands or fast movers on the first date.  James took it nice and slow, which made me crazy for him.  I couldn't help but wish he was lying there next to, his arms wrapped around my wait and his voice in my ear.

I finally pried myself out of bed and strolled to the bathroom.  I turned the shower on and stepped in.  Nothing I did would get my mind away from James.  All morning, whether I was washing Zeus or cleaning the house, James would always be in my mind.

My phone rang and I was way over excited to see who it was.  It was him and I couldn't help but jump for joy.  Maybe this was a little too much for a boy of two months but he was so dang irresistible. 

I held my breath and answered the phone.

"Hello?"

"Hey Andrea!  What are you doing?"

I smiled and replied, "Cleaning. thinking of you."  Oh god... why did I say that?

I could hear him laugh, "I don't have any extravagant plans so I was wondering if you wanted to come over and watch  movie?  After all these fancy dates, a movie doesn't sound like much does it...?"

"That sounds incredible. I would love to.  Give me 30 minutes?"

"That would be great."

He hung up the phone and my stomach lept into my throat.  I ran to my room and threw on a random t-shirt and jeans and grabbed my car keys.

I jumped in the car and drove to the coffee to shop to grab a little dessert for him and me.  The employee standing at the cash register greeted me and handed me my usual coffee with a chocolate chip cookie and a biscuit.

Rushing to his apartment, I almost hit a pedestrian.  When I finally got to his apartment, I was out of breath and looking a mess.  But I knew he didn't care, so I knocked and there was James, looking as amazing as ever.  He smiled at me and hugged me.  I laid my head on his chest and he kissed the top of my head.  I took a deep breath inhaling his citrus and woodsy smell.  It sounds different but made my senses tingle.

James took my jacket and hung it on the back of a chair.  We sat down on his couch with wine and popcorn. (Good mix) and watched some black and white tv series that was on a long time ago called Lonesome Dove.  I could feel him looking at me.  He cupped his hands around my face and leaned into kiss me.  His lips pressed against mine and he held them there.  I felt him smirk and I giggled as his lips pressed tighter against mine.  James grabbed my waist and pulled me closer.  He quickly released the kiss and once again I was left wanting more.  I kept my eyes clothes.  He brushed his hair against my face and I got goose bumps at his touch.

A few minutes later I laid against his chest.  We watched in silence.  James ran his fingers through my hair.  I fell asleep in his arms, excited that I finally got what I wished for.  A day in his arms watching old time movies.

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James? Andrea?  Drama time?  oh yessssss(;

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