Falling For You In Cape May

TEN

Alden

It's now or never.

I am given a chance and I am going to seize it.

I nuzzled in closer to her, I put one arm around her neck, the other on the side of her waist, and then I kissed her. 

Just a short quick kiss. 

I look at her eyes, searching her face for a  reaction.   I see a glimpse of joy in her eyes. 

And then I leaned in again, touching our lips, pressing it harder this time. 

She met my kiss with equal passion,  clutching my neck with her hand.  She let out a soft moan.

I can feel my heart beating so fast. 

I am afraid, I am going to have a heart attack.  I kissed several woman before but I never felt this kind of rush, this type of passion, I don't want to stop. 

I ended the kiss and looked at her, cupped her face and touched our foreheads together.

"Are you okay?"  I asked.

She nodded. 

I wrap my arms tightly around her, she leaned in more, trying to be comfortable on my lap.  We stayed like this for a few minutes, trying to savor the moment that just happened.

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"I want some ice cream."  Maine said, getting up from my lap.

"Do we have ice cream?"  I asked. 

How come, using the word 'we' feels like second nature to me especially when I am referring to Maine and I?

"I don't think so, but I don't like  the boxed ice cream.  There's a frozen custard place downtown."  She said, smiling down at me. 

I held her hand and gently caressed her knuckles.

"I think it's late for an evening walk."  I told her, it's almost ten o'clock. 

I see her pout. 

She is so freaking adorable.

"We can drive!"  She beamed like a child, clapping her hands. 

"Then, let's go!"  I beamed at her, equaling her reaction.

We walk down the stone walk pathway to the back garage where her SUV is parked.  She tosses the keys to me.

"You want me to drive?"  I asked.

She just smirked and walked around the passenger side.

"Wait here."  I told her as I put the SUV to park.  Since it is a little late, the downtown street is deserted and parking is readily available.

I walk to the passenger side of the vehicle and opened her door. 

"So where is this famous ice cream place?"  I asked her, holding her hand to help her out.

She pointed with her lips and I couldn't help but kiss it.  

"I was pointing with my lips, not asking for a kiss."  She remarked,  pouting her lips one more time. 

I kissed it again. 

I will never get tired of kissing it.

"Hay nakow!  Let's go!"  She grabbed my hand and together we crossed the street. 

"What are you getting?"  We are in line at the custard place.  It was late, but there are still a lot of people in the shop, mostly teenagers.

"I want the dipped cherry vanilla, what about you?"