Invisible String

Chapter 28 - King of My Heart

A few days after we returned, Alex and I sat on the couch watching a movie. It was one of my favorites, and he hadn't seen it for a long time, so I'd jumped at the chance to re-show it to him. When it was over, his arm was around me, and he kissed the top of my head.

"You know Valentine's Day is tomorrow, right?"

I smiled. I'd actually forgotten. "Is it so soon?"

"Yes." He laughed.

"Why didn't you say something sooner?" I pulled away and looked up at him.

"I wanted to wait and see if you'd remember on your own."

I shook my head. "Honestly, my mind's been a little blank lately. And whenever it's not, it's usually about my grandpa."

He nodded. "I get that."

I sat up and set the bowl of popcorn from his lap onto the coffee table.

"So, were you planning on taking me out?"

"Would you like to go out?" He asked, playing coy.

"Depends on where you take me, I suppose."

"Hmm..." He leaned forward and kissed my neck. "I don't know, I had some ideas."

"Oh, really?"

"Yeah, nothing set in stone, though." He kissed behind my earlobe.

"Is that so?" I asked, not letting his male-wiles get to me.

"Mmhmm..." He moved his lips to my jawline.

"I'll have to get something to wear for this mysterious date."

He pulled his head back. "Do you now?"

I snickered. "Well, unless we're just staying in, then yes, I probably will."

"No, I don't think so. I'm pretty sure I saw something you could wear in your closet."

I pulled my head back as he leaned forward to kiss me on my lips. "When?"

"I don't know, a few days ago, or something," he said, egging me on.

"Where?"

"Hmmm... maybe we should go look?"

He stood and swept me up off my feet and carried me in his arms back into my bedroom. We walked through to the closet, and he set me down once we were inside.

"Hot or cold?" I asked, my hand extended towards my shirts.

"Cold, oh, so cold," he said, imitating shivering.

I laughed. "Okay, how about now?" My fingers grazed some dresses on my left.

"Cooler," he said, lessening his hold on his own arms and unzipping his sweater.

I smiled and kept walking towards him as he walked backward. My hand still sifting through the items to my left. "Now?"

"Warm," he said while dropping his sweater to the ground.

"And now?" I asked while dipping low and running my hands over some boxes.

"Ooh, a little cool again," he said, rubbing his bare arms.

"Okay." I kept the slow pace with him until he'd reached the back of my closet. I put my hand up high, and it hovered over boxes on the top shelves of my closet. "Now?" I asked, standing on my tip-toes.

He grinned from ear to ear. "Much hotter." He lifted his V-neck shirt over his head, exposing his chest.

"Alright," I kept my hand moving over the boxes towards him, and finally, I saw one I didn't recognize. It was a deep red with a pink ribbon wrapped around the middle. "Now?" I asked, facing the box, away from him.