A One Time Thing

Chapter 9: Kissing in the Rain

Keith ran into the water. I stopped floating and swam towards him.
He looked worried, "Sam, what are you doing?"
I just couldn't handle it anymore. Everything went dark and fuzzy for a few seconds.
I opened my eyes and Keith had pulled me out of the river.
"Sam, don't do that. Please." He said as he was on his knees holding me.
I took a deep breath and stood up.
He looked at me and stood up as well. "What were you thinking? What were you even doing?" He said.
I started to break down in tears once again then said, "I don't know." He could see the desperate look in my eyes.
He wrapped one arm around my waist and pulled me close to him. His other hand was holding my face. He kissed softly but passionately.

After that we walked back to his car. He wrapped a blanket around me and turned on the heat. He started the car we just drove. He kept his gaze on the road and asked, "Wanna get some clothes and eat?"
I smiled real big and nodded my head yes. I was freezing. The clothes I was wearing was sticking to my skin because I was soaked.

We ended up going to Skylar and Keiths house. I wondered if Skylar was home, "Is Skylar in there?" I asked
He started to get out and said, "Nope. He's with faith."

I was kind of excited to see their home. When we got inside I was shocked because everything was placed neatly. It was so clean and beautiful. I followed Keith up the stairs. He showed me to his room.

There were band posters everywhere. I could tell he loved 80s rock music. I could see that there were bongs sitting on a shelf. I didn't say anything about it. He handed me some clothes.

"Are you just gonna stand there?" I asked.
he looked at me confused, "Darling I've seen you naked before remember."
"Yes but I was intoxicated then." I said.
He began to laugh and turned around to change. "Well you can take a peek at me if you want." He said and I bet he was smiling.
I did watch him but he didn't know it.

All he had for me was a long t-shirt and some boxers. He turned and looked me. He smiled so big, I hadn't seen him smile that big before. As he walked towards me he said, "Those look way better on you than they do on me."

My stomach started to rumble. I grabbed my stomach. He grabbed my hand and led me downstairs to the kitchen.
"So I know you're hungry by that monster growl in your stomach. What do you like to eat?" He asked.
I pulled myself up on the counter and giggled a little. "So you have a hidden talent? Cooking?" I said sarcastically.
As he was looking for dishes to make food he gave me a quick glare, "I know what I'm gonna make you."

We turned on some music and I talked to him as he was cooking. I watched him cook. He stopped what he was doing and turned his attention to me. He used his finger tips to rub my legs. He started from my ankles and traveled up to my waist. His eyes were locked onto mine. I started to squirm. And whispered as I bit my lip, "what?"

"You know. It's hard not to pick you up and throw you on this table to take advantage of you." He said.
"What's stopping you?" I asked.
He turned off the burners and the oven the food was cooking on.
He picked me up so I was wrapped around him. He moved everything off the table with his other hand that wasn't holding me. He laid me gently on the table and started to undress me.

I felt so amazing. Every kiss, every word, and every breath. I would fall all over again. I felt as if all my problems faded away. I didn't think of anything but us. That moment.

After that, we ate. Turns out he was a great cook. This boy had many talents. Why couldn't my father like him? We talked forever. We laughed.

I looked at the clock and seen what time it was. It was around 11:30, I had to get home. "Do you think our clothes are dry?" I asked.
"They should be." He answered. He got up and put our plates away. Then he went and got my clothes.

I changed into my own clothes and we left to take me home. On the way there he sung to me the whole time. I couldn't help but to laugh. I was having the best time. I dreaded going to my house.

When I got home all of the lights were out. I could see the TV was still on in the living room. As I walked to the door I felt so nervous. I walked in to see my father sitting on the sofa watching TV.

"Hey dad." I said
He didn't even look at me or say a word. He turned off the TV and headed for bed.
I hated that we weren't getting along. I missed my dad and telling him basically everything. I walked upstairs to my room and immediately fell asleep when I layed down.
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*Do you think Keith and sam are perfect together? Does sam know everything about Keith? Will Sam and her dad's relationship get better? Keep reading and you'll find out.*