Part thirteen: Maggie May

Quietly opening the front door, Epstein stuck his head through the open doorway to take a peek inside the house. Sure that nobody else was up, he then turned around and motioned to Cutie Pie. He shushed her as a precaution, then led her inside. Once inside the house, he quietly closed the door and took off his shoes. He whispered to Cutie Pie that she should probably take her shoes with her rather than leave them by the door, so not to leave any signs that he was sneaking her in late at night. That was when he quietly led her upstairs to his bedroom.

When they got to his bedroom, he led her over to the bed. He let her sit down and get comfortable. Giving her a kiss, he then backed away, leaving her confused.

"I'll be right back." He said.

"Where are you going?"

"Ah," he grinned slightly, "the kitchen. Before you say anything, yes, I'm getting a snack. I've been dieting and been real good all day. I even managed to skip one of my favorite deserts earlier. I'm starving, so I need a snack."

"You be careful."

"Honey don't worry. I'm still going to be good. I won't get that much. I promise."

"Ok be good."

"I'll be right back." He kissed her again before slipping out of the room

A few minutes later, he returned, true to his word. With only a few grapes and strawberries in one hand. The other hand seemed a little questionable. Cutie Pie looked at his other hand with a small frown.

"What's that?" She asked, preparing to be disappointed.

"What? Come on. It's just a small piece of banana bread. I've been working on my weight. I'm not going to mess it up." He took a bite of the bread.

"Ok Juan." She grinned a little. "You have been real good. And you've lost some weight already."

He grinned proudly and then turned on his radio. Making sure it wasn't too loud, he then joined her on the bed. He ate his snack and then turned to her.

"I can't," he laughed "This is wild. I can't believe we're doing this right now. I mean the sneaking part."

"Have you never snuck a girl in here late at night before?"

"I may have a certain rep with girls, but, no. This is actually a first for me. Stories around the school will tell you otherwise." He shrugged a little.

"I suppose so." She kissed him. "So this must be pretty exciting for you."

"Yeah." He laughed a little. "Yeah it is. Especially since it's you." He returned a kiss.

A certain song started playing on the radio right as Epstein extended his kiss. Maggie May by Rod Stewart. This was a song that happened to be playing several times while they had made out before. So hearing it this time was no different. Right as the song started this time, it was almost on cue or Epstein to lead Cutie Pie into a lying position as he kissed her. He crawled on top of her, gently brushing some of her hair off her shoulder before returning his kisses.

Epstein pulled back and peered into her eyes. His eyes twinkled and a grin holding firm on his lips. His heart panicked in his chest and he found himself holding his breath. Cutie Pie caught this and she grinned back at him. She tilted her head as she looked up into his eyes.

"Juan?"

"What?"

"Are you alright?"

"I'm great." He smiled. "Why do you ask?"

"You're kind of faraway right now."

"Am I? Funny I've never felt closer to you." He kissed her and then looked into her eyes again. "Susie… I love you."

She blinked in surprise. "What?"

"You heard me." He smiled. "I love you."

"Wow." She sat up some. "Well this isn't real unexpected, but what made you say that just now?"

He shrugged some. "Just felt it. Thought it was the right time to say it. Isn't it?"

"Oh sure it is!" She laughed and then kissed her full on the lips, letting her tongue slip inside his mouth a little. "I love you too, Juan." He said softly.

For a moment, all he could do was smile. Again, his heart raced and he held his breath. Those words, spoken by both of them seemed so magical, and yet so real at the same time. They were the single most incredible words he had ever heard spoken to him, or that he had spoken to anyone. Best of all, he knew that neither of them just said those words. There was real meaning, true feelings behind them.

Right then, the music came through his ears. This brought him back into the moment with her. He leaned in closer and started kissing her again. There was much more passion behind these kisses than the ones they shared just moments before. Their bodies pressed together, pushing against each other. Kisses oved from lips to neck, to behind ears with a nibble or two. Hands moved through hair, fingers becoming entangled.

Epstein slipped a hand under her shirt. His hand slowly moved up from her stomach and onto her chest. At first, he rested it between her breasts before moving over to ever so gently cup one of them. He smiled and looked at her, expecting her to tell him to stop, or slap his hand away. But she said no word and there was no slapping. Satisfied, he then moved onto other moves under her shirt.

As things heated up between them, Epstein ventured out to bolder things, mainly in feeling her body under her clothes. However, as he started doing this, he began feeling self-conscious about his own body. It made him incredibly uncomfortable in his own skin, which in turn made him pull away from her.

"Juan?" She sat up looking at him in concern. "Is everything ok?"

"I'm fine. I guess. Just, ah, suddenly reminded of my weight."

"Oh is that all?"

He shrugged a little and his face contorted into an expression of shame. "I mean, I ain't exactly proud of myself for gaining all this."

He looked at himself, placing a hand on his stomach. A frown came to his lips and he let out a sigh.

"You shouldn't worry so much about your weight. Especially when you're with me."

"I know I shouldn't. Can't help feelin' uncomfortable about it though." For a moment he was silent. He looked at her. "Hey, ah, do you think maybe we could do something else?"

"Like what?"

He changed position so he ay beside her. "Well…. How about we just hold each other?"

She grinned a little and moved toward him. "That sounds nice."

Epstein took her in his arms, holding her close. He kissed the top of her head. "I love you. So much." He said softly

"I love you too."

They held each other close as they listened to the soft music. The song ended, but they barely noticed as they gazed into each other's eyes. Even though all they did was hold each other as they lay there in his bed, they felt as though this was one of their most intimate moments since they had started dating again That was probably because of the love they had expressed to each other. It was also a moment in which they felt real close with one another. They were in tune with each other's feelings. Neither one of them needed to speak right then because they even felt connected through thoughts. The closeness. The intimacy. The connection. It was all much stronger than any other moment they shared with each other.

All they had right then was each other. They remained in each other's arms, feeling pure tenderness between them. It was all that they needed.

…

The song ended and the two teens remained in each other's arms. Epstein rubbed her back a little and then kissed the top of her head. She pulled away a little to look at him lovingly.

"Juan that was such a sweet moment."

"I know." He laughed a little. "Well it wasn't very sweet the next morning when my brother burst into the room and caught us."

"No it really wasn't." She laughed "Man I was mortified. But it's funny now. I still can't believe we fell asleep together."

"I still can't believe I was able to get you out of the house before my folks saw you."

"Or that Pedro didn't blab on us."

"Well I did kinda make a deal with him if he didn't tell."

"Oh yeah? What kind of deal?"

"It's not important now."

She laughed "Ok. I'll leave it at that." She looked at the tape player. "Ok you have one make out song on here. So… what's the next song?"

"Ah…" He blushed slightly. "Please don't laugh."

"Why would I laugh?"

"It's another make out song."

"Oh sure it is. I should've known." She rolled her eyes.

"But not just any make out song. Well, ah," he laughed "let's just listen to it."

He reached over and pressed play on the cassette player. It wasn't long before the music started, and he began telling the next story.