Blake and Aimee

Chapter 33: Aimee

We had the greatest time together. First, we had dinner at this really nice Irish restaurant that I'd never heard of before, I never even knew it existed. Blake insisted that the Irish food back at home was better though, especially because the bartender there would sneak him a beer every once in a while, when no-one was looking. Afterwards we just walked around the city streets, the lights from the buildings around us illuminating the pathway. While I am happy to be with him, there is a sinking feeling in my chest. I have been thinking about how I am going to tell him, I just don't know how to start.

"Aimee are you alright? You look anxious." Of course he noticed, he seems to know me better then I know myself. And I haven't made up my mind whether that's a good thing or not.

"I need to tell you something." Blake shrugs casually as we walk along.

"Yeah, go ahead."

"No it's important." I stop in the middle of the pathway. He turns around and stops in front of me. I feel my heart beating rapidly in my chest as if it's about to explode.

"Aimee what is it? You can tell me anything you know that." I take a deep breath, trying to calm my nerves.

"Blake I, I," I love you. Three words. Just three and yet I can't seem to say them aloud, "I am hosting a karaoke night with everyone from Book club." Blake crossed his arms and chuckles.

"That is what you were so nervous about? A karaoke night?" I tried to play it casual.

"Well you know I can't sing that well, and besides I wasn't sure if you'd think it was a stupid idea or something." Blake shook his head and laughed.

"First of all, bullshit. You can sing, you and I got top marks for our duet."

"Because of you!" He held up his hand as he kept talking.

"Because of us." He leaned over to hold my hand, "And of course I'd love to come you bloody idiot." He kissed me on the cheek, I returned it by kissing him on the lips. I feel his hands run through my hair, I like it when he does that. When you kiss someone, someone special it almost feels like you're in a dream. All your sensations and emotions are accentuated, emphasized to be bigger and bolder than when you are normally awake. If kissing Blake is like a dream, then for God's sake don't let me wake up.