Chapter 14

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Chapter 14

            I decided that after my dinner with Jason, I would kiss him and see if there were fireworks like there is when I kiss Nate.  If there aren't I will tell him that and if there are I have no idea what I'm going to do.  I secretly hope that there aren't fireworks so I won't have to choose myself.

"Is this restaurant okay with you?" Jason asks pointing to a nice Italian restaurant.

"It looks good," I say smiling.

            For this date I have on a short, red dress that is tight at the top and flows out at the bottom.  Jason is wearing nice black pants and a button down shirt.  He still looks hot and every time I look at him I have to bit my lip to keep from kissing him.

"Okay."

            We get our table in five minutes.  I order fettuccine alfredo and he orders chicken parmesan.  During dinner we talk about ourselves.  He tells me about his running scholarship and I tell him about my hobbies.  We talk about school and what colleges we want to go to.  I am so happy that he never once brings up Nate or the Jefferson boys.  It's nice to have one night out without having to think about anything.

            As we get back into the car I get butterflies. 

"So how was your meal?"

"It was delicious.  How was yours?" I ask smiling.

"Ehh..." he says make a so so motion with his hand.

"Really?  I thought it was good," I say, shocked.

"Well I have a very particular taste pallet," he says winking.

"Oh," I say laughing.

            When we pull up to my house I think to myself 'This is it...' 

            He is about to say something but I instantly cut him off.  I turn towards him, grab his head, and kiss him.  He is surprised at first, but he kisses me back quickly.  He runs his tongue along my bottom lip and I open my mouth for him.  He runs his hands through my hair and pulls me on top of him.  I straddle him in the car (which is very difficult) and I accidentally bump the horn.  He keeps kissing me, running the kisses down my body.  I run my hands through his hair. 

            When we finally break apart I have the same tingly feeling I get with Nate.  My body feels electrified and I can't stop smiling.

"I should go," I say before opening the door and running into the house.

            'Shit,' I think to myself.  'Why the hell do I have to like them both?'

            I slowly walk back to my room dragging my feet behind me.  Nate is waiting patiently for me on my bed.

"So?" he asks, raising his eyebrows.

"I..." I pause trying to think of what to say, "I don't know..."

            He runs his hands through his hair and he clenches his jaw.

"I like you both," I say, the tears coming on again, "And I don't know what to do, I'm so confused," the tears finally spill out.

            I hate crying in front of people, it makes me feel so weak.

            Nate comes over to me and envelopes me in a hug.

"Shhh, its okay Jess, don't cry."

            He strokes my head as I soak his shirt with tears.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to ruin your shirt," I say pulling back and looking at the tear stained shirt.

"It's okay, I didn't like it much anyway," he chuckles.

"What should I do Nate?" I ask looking up at him.

"I can't decide that for you Jess, if I could I would say dump the bastard and be with me, but it's your decision not mine."

"God, why do you have to sound so smart," I huff.

            He smirks back and leans down, pressing his forehead to mine.  I close my eyes and take a deep breath.

"But you do need to decide soon Jess."

"But I can't," I whisper back.

"Jess, you have to, you can't keep leading both of us on.  It's not fair to him or to me.  But right now, you need to get some sleep," he says while picking me up and walking me over to my bed.

            He lays me down on the bed and unzips my dress.  He takes it off easily and quickly and tucks me under the covers.  I curl my legs into my chest and sigh.

"Why are you being so amazing all of a sudden," I ask.

"Because I want you to pick me," he replies.

            I pull him down next to me and put his arms around me.  I snuggle into him.

"Why?" I reply groggily.

            Before I can hear his response, I fall asleep in his arms. 

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