Chapter 3/Sweet & Innocent
"Violet, you need to stop, I have to get up to leave," Kevin insisted, pulling Violet off of him. Wonder what cause this sense of need, he wondered to himself, amazed at her yearning. C'mon O'Donnell, call off for the day, he urged himself. You may never get this chance again. But taking advantage of Violet sounded criminal to his ears. In fact, it was criminal. Violet was going through a terribly rough time right now and all he could think of was sleeping with her? He sighed, and dragged himself to the bathroom to shower. Even thought he didn't "live there" half his stuff was there, including his clothes and such. He tried to be as silent as possible, but got out to see nothing but Violet's beautiful face, standing there, armed and ready, coffee in her hand. "Thought I might help you unload a bin today," she said cheerfully. What brought on this need to be close to me, he thought? Or what about this cheerful attitude, that already seemed faker then anything. Violet hated the fish bins, and he realized it was something more, something deeper bothering her. "Violet, what's the real catch here," he asked her worried. "Are you worried about Lil, cause if that's the case-…" Violet cut him off, a sugary smile forming on her lips. "Wrong? Nothing Kev, I'm as happy as can be. In fact, I thought maybe we could go away together this weekend, maybe a romantic get-away sort of thing." "Sure," he said amazed. "Why not but what exactly to get away from," he wondered aloud. "I don't know-everything? Everything but each other," she whispered. Oh, so she's in the romantic mood, he thought. "Well why don't we take a trip to my boss's daughter's cabin? She likes me so she'll say yes-she never has to know who's coming along," he said grinning. "Oh how reassuring," she said rolling her eyes sarcastically. Good, at least she's acting a bit normal, he thought with a grin. He pulled her into a hug, gazing deep into her eyes, serious now. "Violet," he said low. "Violet, please, tell me what's wrong, I hate to see you like this." "What, I can't hug my boyfriend," she asked annoyed. "Yes, but I know you Vi, it's more then that." "Yes," she sighed. "Yes, much more. Kevin, I've been thinking." "Thinking…about what?" He said raising his brow (exactly like he does in the movie () "Kevin I love you, and…" "And?" "And I think we should get married." "Married," he shouted alarmed. "Yes," she said firmly. "Now," he asked weakly. "No, not now. With our families and stuff." She caught was she had just said frowning, but didn't comment. "Kevin I love you, you love me. Why wait? We could go on a honeymoon and everything," she said grinning dreamily. "A honeymoon? Don't know if we could manage that," he said laughing. "Well we'll go to the cabin then. Kevin, I love you so much, why can't you understand?" He frowned and pulled her close, thinking deeply. "Violet, I need some time to think, think this through," he said taking a deep breath. "Can you understand that," he asked worried. "Yes, I guess," she said a worried look on her face. Maybe I pushed it to far, she thought to herself, worried. She watched him think, obviously freaked about the whole ordeal. She had to admit it was a bit dramatic-not to mention a huge step, but she loved him, and he looked so cute worried. "Violet," he asked, his voice interrupting her thoughts. "Violet I need to be alone now, ok?" She just nodded, far away in her own thoughts, his accent sounding musical to her ears. She glanced up. He was gone. Maybe he does just need to think, she thought glumly. Of course he needs time alone, she scolded herself. He's a great guy, but you just threw this load of problems in his lap, he needs to think them through. She frowned, and turned back to her housework.
"Violet, you need to stop, I have to get up to leave," Kevin insisted, pulling Violet off of him. Wonder what cause this sense of need, he wondered to himself, amazed at her yearning. C'mon O'Donnell, call off for the day, he urged himself. You may never get this chance again. But taking advantage of Violet sounded criminal to his ears. In fact, it was criminal. Violet was going through a terribly rough time right now and all he could think of was sleeping with her? He sighed, and dragged himself to the bathroom to shower. Even thought he didn't "live there" half his stuff was there, including his clothes and such. He tried to be as silent as possible, but got out to see nothing but Violet's beautiful face, standing there, armed and ready, coffee in her hand. "Thought I might help you unload a bin today," she said cheerfully. What brought on this need to be close to me, he thought? Or what about this cheerful attitude, that already seemed faker then anything. Violet hated the fish bins, and he realized it was something more, something deeper bothering her. "Violet, what's the real catch here," he asked her worried. "Are you worried about Lil, cause if that's the case-…" Violet cut him off, a sugary smile forming on her lips. "Wrong? Nothing Kev, I'm as happy as can be. In fact, I thought maybe we could go away together this weekend, maybe a romantic get-away sort of thing." "Sure," he said amazed. "Why not but what exactly to get away from," he wondered aloud. "I don't know-everything? Everything but each other," she whispered. Oh, so she's in the romantic mood, he thought. "Well why don't we take a trip to my boss's daughter's cabin? She likes me so she'll say yes-she never has to know who's coming along," he said grinning. "Oh how reassuring," she said rolling her eyes sarcastically. Good, at least she's acting a bit normal, he thought with a grin. He pulled her into a hug, gazing deep into her eyes, serious now. "Violet," he said low. "Violet, please, tell me what's wrong, I hate to see you like this." "What, I can't hug my boyfriend," she asked annoyed. "Yes, but I know you Vi, it's more then that." "Yes," she sighed. "Yes, much more. Kevin, I've been thinking." "Thinking…about what?" He said raising his brow (exactly like he does in the movie () "Kevin I love you, and…" "And?" "And I think we should get married." "Married," he shouted alarmed. "Yes," she said firmly. "Now," he asked weakly. "No, not now. With our families and stuff." She caught was she had just said frowning, but didn't comment. "Kevin I love you, you love me. Why wait? We could go on a honeymoon and everything," she said grinning dreamily. "A honeymoon? Don't know if we could manage that," he said laughing. "Well we'll go to the cabin then. Kevin, I love you so much, why can't you understand?" He frowned and pulled her close, thinking deeply. "Violet, I need some time to think, think this through," he said taking a deep breath. "Can you understand that," he asked worried. "Yes, I guess," she said a worried look on her face. Maybe I pushed it to far, she thought to herself, worried. She watched him think, obviously freaked about the whole ordeal. She had to admit it was a bit dramatic-not to mention a huge step, but she loved him, and he looked so cute worried. "Violet," he asked, his voice interrupting her thoughts. "Violet I need to be alone now, ok?" She just nodded, far away in her own thoughts, his accent sounding musical to her ears. She glanced up. He was gone. Maybe he does just need to think, she thought glumly. Of course he needs time alone, she scolded herself. He's a great guy, but you just threw this load of problems in his lap, he needs to think them through. She frowned, and turned back to her housework.