A LOVE TO REMEMBER | BOOK 1

CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE

Sorry for taking so much time, school's back and I'm again feeling lost and dead inside.
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A A R O N

BEAUTIFUL. HER BROWN HAIR IS
flying in all direction as she talks. Hair entering her mouth, her hands automatically search for the strands of hair in her mouth; touching her tongue as she search for it. An annoyance look on her face. But she did not seem to mind touching her tongue in front of me, and that is what I love about her.

She does not fake it in front of me.

Guess, my little accident with Jacob Hale did left an impact on Clarisse. Mostly on our relationship. That little incident has caused Clarisse to become more close to me. She seems to trust me, now. I don't know about the past. But now, in the present, she trusts me.

I know it.

And I won't let anything happen to her trust.

I won't break It.

My life has dramatically changed since my little incident with Jacob Hale and Sebastian. It has been one week. One week, since Clarisse and I, we have gotten closer.
More Closer.

I still remember the touch of her lips as I kiss her. It was not too soft nor too dry. It was even, a little bit soft.
I still remember the way her eyes fluttered close when my lips brush against hers. Her breathe was a strange strawberry mint smell. It was a new smell to me but--- delicious.
I wanted to eat it. But I and did.

I tasted it by kissing her.

A soft pleasant sigh escape my mouth as I remember our first kiss. Her first kiss.

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"Aaron..." She whispered as I wrapped my arm around her waist, pulling her closer to me. She started protesting but I shut her off by placing my index finger on her lips.

'Naked' was playing on the background but we paid no attention to it. It was just us. Us, together.

"You always have to say something, don't you" I whispered, my face closer to her. My arms were still resting on her waist, my thumb brushing against her lips.
I mentally groan, I can do it! The thoughts of kissing her, made me hard.

God Damn it!

"Beautiful" I whispered, moving closer until our lips brushed, together. Connecting together and making a promise. I groan, as Clarisse deepened the kiss.

She wants it!

Gods, she tasted like strawberry and mint. So delicious. Her soft, pink lips against my slightly rough ones. I wanted to throw my tongue inside her mouth and explore her, taste her. But I know I cannot do it. Not now. It's her first kiss and I want it to feel more than just a kiss.

I want her to feel my soul connecting with the kiss. A promise.

Placing both of my hands on her cheeks, I took control of the kiss. It became more soft and less urgent. I wanted it to last and be special for her.

But I think, Clarisse has Other plans..

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he badly wanted to take control of the kiss, but I refused. Instead, I slowly stop the kiss with a peck at the end and a kiss on her forehead. Our breathing slightly ragged from our deliciously, passionately shared kiss.

Clarisse looked disappointed, I was too. But someone really has to take control or else...

"That..." Clarisse started and paused, so I continued it for her,
"was amazing" I smiled softly, reaching for her hands and grasping it.

Things that her hands can do....

"Goddess!" I mentally groan, a cold shower is badly needed!

"I hope it was special for you. Cause it is for me." I whisper near her ear, before reaching towards her cheek and placing a kiss. Clarisse blushed, her face turning bright red.

"It was..." She confessed and I never felt so happy.

Screwed cold shower, I can deal with the pain. But this, Clarisse means so much more!