Chapter 10
Saturday was my day off that week. I started it off by sleeping in until nine o'clock (I usually had to wake up at 7 o'clock) then proceeded to dress in my normal clothing (which had been slightly altered to Medda's specification, I guess I'm never completely off duty) and going out to breakfast.
My coffee that morning was accompanied by a heavy dose of thinking. Now, I have never been the type of girl to withhold and apology where one is due and I was not entirely sure if this…erm…circumstance was my fault or his. In all honesty, which I am an honest girl, I really think…
"Don't think so hard, Rosie, or your head will fall off," joked Spot, suddenly appearing behind me. "So, I've heard through the grape vine that you and Cowboy had a little get together last night."
"Spot, I promise nothing happened! He kissed me and--," I hurriedly began to explain.
He held up his hand to silence me. "Did you like it?" I nodded, hanging my head in shame. "Was it nice?" I nodded again. "Then go for him! Jezuz, girl, You could get him a second!" he nearly shouted to my utter shock.
"But Spot, you…"
"Know you are in love with him just as much as he is in love with you. Look, if you don't go back and tell him you're all his, then all this making him jealous for the last week has been a failure on my part."
"Making him…? You mean you don't really like me?"
"Of course I do, just not like that. I have a girl—or several rather—and you're just not really my type of the week. Maybe next week but… Listen, I like you, you're a nice kid, and I wanted to help you. Now get your sorry little ass out of here and over to Central Park where my pal Cowboy is right now! Go, go, go!" he urged shooing me out of my chair.
"Spot," I began then just hugged him and kissed the top of his head. "Oh you're a darling." He laughed at me with his sparkling blue eyes and gave me a firm pat on the rear to get me going out of the restaurant.
I followed Spot's directions to go to Central Park and sure enough Jack was there selling his tellies, one by one.
"Excuse me, sir," I said tapping his shoulder. "I'd like to purchase one, please."
"Of course," said Jack, blankly as he accepted my penny, carefully avoiding my eyes, and handed me the paper I had bought. He turned away from me after I took my paper.
"How much for a kiss?" I asked suddenly, still facing his back. He spun around and looked shocked. "How much?" I insisted.
He thought for a second then said, "A kiss for a kiss." I grinned and stood on my tippy toes to reach his mouth and softly kissed him. A glorious feeling shot through me.
"Your turn," I grinned, that had been an advanced payment.
Slowly—savoring the warmth of my smooth skin—he cupped my cheeks with his hands and looked into my eyes, as if wondering if I was serious. Then, he did it. He kissed me. His lips covered mine and he pressed as close to me as he possibly could manage without hurting either of us. When he broke away a minute or so later, he looked gravely at me.
"What about Spot?"
"What about him?"
"Aren't you his girl?"
"Never really was. He is a tricky little devil," I chuckled. "Tricky but sweet."
Jack looked at me curiously but didn't press further, happy with whatever gave me to him.
"I'm sorry," found myself saying all at once. "I was unfair."
"It was my fault in the first place, forget everything. I didn't mean a word I said to you that night."
"All is forgotten," I insisted caressing his cheek with my finger tips.
Okay, so they're together now…or for now I should say. Im not sure what will happen progressively but I'll try to get it up soon. Thanks for reading now review! I've been getting tons of adds and stuff but no reviews and it disheartens me review, please!! Its easier to write for a story I know people are reading
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Switchblade Conlon