Just Good Friends

Chapter 34

SAM's POV

~Five days later, New Years Eve~

We were sitting in the park, underneath a tree that was blooming beautiful pink flowers. A few feet away was a crystal blue lake; the waters made ripples as the wind gently blew over it. The grass was green and well-manicured. The children's playground could be seen across the lake, but no one was playing on it. There was nobody there except me and Jake.

Rubbing his fingers on the red and white checkered blanket, he says: "I always knew you were the right one."

"How?" I ask.

"All my life, mi madre has been the number one lady in my life - she still is. But, I never thought I'd meet anyone that could come close to the strong, independent woman that she is... until I met you..."

I feel my cheeks flush red. "I don't know what to say..."

"Say you'll be mine," Jake replies.

"Okay."

He smiles, revealing his deep dimples. He leans closer to me, moving very slow... he's only a few inches away from my face. I stare at his lips and slowly lean in towards him, then I close my eyes. Our lips touch and he kisses me tenderly, then more with force. I return the gesture; by this time the picnic basket that was between us is knocked over resting by the edge of the blanket, oranges and strawberries spilling out. I'm on top of him kissing him and grinding my hips...

"Jake... Jake..." I lightly moan into the kiss.

"Jake...Jake...Jake..."

"WAKE UP, SUNSHINE!!" Somebody yells. I jump out of my sleep and open my eyes to see Becca on my bed hovering over me as I am caressing a pillow.

"Ugh, no! I was having a good dream!" I whine.

"I know. You were saying Jake's name... and making out with your pillow." Becca wiggles her eyebrows at me. I throw the pillow at her face and yawn.

She throws the pillow on the floor. "NOPE! NO SLEEPING - IT'S TIME TO GET UP! We're gonna be late for brunch."

"I don't wanna gooooo..." I whine some more, throwing the covers over my head.

"Jake's gonna be there, and you can make out with him in real life!"

I uncover my head and ask, "What time is it?"

"Half past 10. We're supposed to meet the boys at 11, remember?"

I get up. My back is aching and I must have slept wrong on my neck because I have a crook in it. I walk to my closet to pick out an outfit.

"Oh! I already picked an outfit for you. Pink silk blouse - long-sleeved - and black skinny jeans. You could probably wear your black heels and black chunky necklace."

"Oh..."

"You like it?"

"It actually could be pretty cute, I guess. Minus the heels part."

"You'll look stunning! Hurry up and get dressed so we can drive to the restaurant. I'll be downstairs."

I took a quick shower, brushed my teeth, and threw on my clothes. Instead of heels, I decided to wear my black Vans. They'll be more comfortable since we're gonna be doing a lot of walking tonight. Running down the stairs, I almost reach the front door when my mom catches me.

"You leaving?"

"Yes, mom."

She looks at me from head to toe, then grins. "You look cute, Sam."