Leave Mary Jane Alone

Chapter Eleven

The problem I have is that the greatest moments always get ruined. My hands can't grasp onto a happy moment long enough for the happiness to spread and it's not like I can say anything about it. I wouldn't.

This was one of those times as I laughed and my eyes squinted so hard I couldn't see Oliver but I knew he was laughing too. I smiled at him with my eyes and mouth and maybe my cheeks hinted that I was feeling so much joy. I was just waiting for the moment to be snatched. It took so long that I doubted I would ever stop laughing with Oliver. And then his stupid sister made another appearance.

"Jesus Christ, Maria could you shut your mouth for three seconds? It's two in the morning, and I need my sleep." She laughed a little as she so elegantly floated into the kitchen for a Voss water. Resisting the urge to roll my eyes I smiled at Oliver and shrugged. I didn't see a point to her attitude.

Oliver, on the other hand, didn't appreciate it in the slightest and decided to talk on my behalf. "Olivia. Her name is Mary Jane. You know it is because she beat your ass not long ago. Go back upstairs and get some much needed beauty sleep. Or I'll tell your precious Daddy about your returning home at four in the morning. Scurry on." He brushed off any other comments she would have made with total ease. She made the whine of a hurt puppy and scrambled like eggs.

I realized that it actually was two seventeen and we had school tomorrow. We actually should have been asleep at least two hours ago! Standing up I saw he was getting off of his stool as well. Then he stretched and I slipped on my first step towards the stairs as his shirt lifted up and his arms became more of a looker than before. His arms were about as big as my thunder thighs just more muscular, way way way more muscular. He grabbed me right above my waist.

This was that moment. That exact moment in every romantic book, movie, and play. I looked up into his eyes in a moment of being utterly raw. Being touched by him must have shocked me more than I would have ever admitted. I looked up at his beautiful beautiful green eyes. And gasped. Maybe it was just the moment of it all but I couldn't breathe for a few seconds. Light and dark green with specks of the Fall leafs and Spring trees. And I could see myself in his eyes with my little surprised smile. I liked seeing myself and that he was the one making me see my reflection and maybe I liked being in his eyes. I wanted him to see Oliver in my eyes. I wanted him to like it just as I did. His hands seemed like they burned and tingled against my body, but I like how tightly they held onto me.

Then he let those magic hands slide off and one grabbed my hand and he pulled me up to his room. I almost tripped on the stairs but the fear of embarrassment kept me on my feet. Oliver tossed me some of his boxers and one of his longest t shirts. In my opinion it wasn't long enough and I constantly pulled on it probably stretching it too much.

When I came out of his restroom he was taking his shirt off and whew, thank God, his back was facing me so he couldn't see how affected I became. Hot damn! He was gonna sleep that way? Even his back seemed to have definition to it. Then he turned a little in my direction and I dove under the covers before he could see me. I liked being modest and not showing everything off. Even if it was nothing, actually it was probably nothing to him since pretty much every girl was with the handsome in mind, body, and soul Oliver.

Soon enough I just wanted to get out of this bed and go home, but as he turned to me with an honest to God smile, I didn't care. It didn't matter. My breath got choked in my throat unable to move as I stared at him.

His smile became a laughing grin, amused maybe, at me in a way that I was sure made my face a little red. Obviously he knew I was shy.

"Okay I won't peek. I'll just get under the covers and we'll go to sleep," He soothed me until any alarm seemed unnecessary. Then he slipped off his pants, clad in black undergarments he slipped under the covers and faced me. "That wasn't so bad was it?" He teased.