Chapter 4: No more Nightmares
"Dinner, Katniss? Do you want my specialty, cheese buns?"
Typical Peeta. He always knows what I want and need. Gale made me make dinner.
"Always." He gives me a huge grin, and stops to kiss me before heading to the kitchen.
While he makes the dinner, I'm thinking. Peeta, my bread boy, is mine. I love him more than Gale, more than anyone.
After dinner, we're sitting on the couch. Or, he is, and I'm on his lap.
"Peeta, I... I..." I need the words to tell him how I really feel.
"What is it, baby?"
"I don't deserve you. You're so much better than me. I broke your heart and stomped all over it."
I break into tears.
He holds me. "Katniss, you're all I ever wanted. I can't even notice anyone when you're around. I love you so much."
He said he loved me. I smile, climb off his lap, and playfully say, "Prove it."
He doesn't hesitate for a second. His lips crash onto mine, and he kisses me with a passion that I didn't know existed in him.
I kiss him back, and his tounge whisks into my mouth. I put mine in his, and we carry on.
He puts his hand under my shirt. Then, he immediately takes his hand off, perhaps feeling uncomfortable, and breaks our kiss to apologize.
"Peeta, take my shirt off." I say.
"Katniss, I don't want to make you uncomfortable..."
"Peeta, take the damn shirt off!"
He does, and I immediatley take his off, too. He has rock- hard abs, and I lean against him so I can feel every single muscle. We resume making out until we fall asleep.
In each other's arms.
Always.