You can't force love

You Can't Force love <3 Ch 14

I wrote a lot in Gage's point of view in this chap :) I hope whoever reads this enjoys it. Vote  and comment pleassseeee :P

XoXo Amanda

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Vanessa's POV

I woke up with a smile on my face. I can't believe Gage bought me a car. I need to do something for him as a thank you. Breakfast in bed is a good start. I ran down to the kitchen and made cinnamon rolls, pancakes, bacon, eggs, and biscuits and gravy. It was only a little past six in the morning now so when I finished everything I put it in the oven and set a note on the counter directing everyone else to it for when they got up. I must have woke up really early. I had a little bit of everything on a few plates and found a tray in one of the cabinets. I made my way upstairs and balanced the tray on my hip and lightly knocked on the door.  

I heard a groan and then he said, "Come in."

I walked to see him sitting up and rubbing his eyes. He was so adorable when he was sleepy. I sat the tray in front of him and sat across. He was looking at me with a huge grin on his face.

"Vanessa... You did this all for me?" He asked.  

"Yeah." I said sheepishly.  

"Aw thank you honey." He said giving me a quick kiss and looking down at the food.  

"Did you make me everything humanly possible?" He asked.  

"No, and your welcome. Anything to thank you for buying me the car. I'm a little torn up about ways that I can thank you." I said honestly.  

"You don't have to thank me. Although that reminds me we need to get you a driving certificate." He said with excitement.  

"Really?? And Um Yes I Do." I said teasingly.  

He smiled with his mouth shut which was good since he had a mouth full of food. I ripped off a piece of a cinnamon roll and popped it in my mouth.  

"Okay lets make a deal." Gage said with a cocky grin.  

"Okay what?" I asked. He simply moved the tray over and pulled me over, closer to him and looked at me with his famous smirk. I scrunched my nose up at him playfully and he started playing with my hair.  

"Soo.." He said with mischievous eyes.  

"So?" I questioned looking to the side. He chuckled.  

"I think that the best way you could thank me is give me a big long kiss." He said smiling largely.  

"I don't know." I said wearily.  

"Hmmm." He said amused.  

I looked down thinking hard of what I was going to do and answer. I huffed and glanced up. I turned my face towards him smiling bashfully. I kissed him and he immediately reacted pushing me on to the bed. I felt my face heating up but I wrapped my arms around his neck letting my hands play with the tips of his hair. We had never kissed this passionately before. I was nervous but so comfortable.  We pulled apart and I blushed dramatically. He chuckled again placing his hand on my face and kissing my forehead. I smiled and picked up his fork and took a bite of the biscuits and gravy giving my self an escape from his gaze.   

"Your a really great cook nessa." He said which made me incandescently happy that we were keeping of the subject of what happened a few seconds. I'm not upset about it just I don't know it feels a little awkward. I've never made out before which a lot of people think is lame but I worked hard to keep myself pure. I was proud not to be like most girls. I still felt almost guilty because we haven't known each other that long even if we were getting married.... I shouldn't feel bad I guess.