I open my door to head down to dinner and there he is, with that same shy smile.
"I thought I could walk you to the cafeteria again." He shoves his hands in his pockets and shifts his gaze to the floor.
"Okay." Yeah I grinning like an idiot again, if I don't get this under control I might just scare Adam off.
I close the door tightly behind me and hold my hand out waiting her him to take it. He does so with a blush. All right, so I smiling like a dope he's the color of an apple, this should only add to whatever the team already thinks is going on. I can assume that by the time we get down there, Connie will have started to regale them with the details of how she walked in on us. That's all I need, goalie boinks star player. I'll be labeled a traitor to my position. Position, probably isn't the best word to use when thinking about boinking is it? I can only imagine how clammy my hands are right now. Banks will have to wipe his off when he lets mine go.
It's a bit chilly on the walk from my dorm to the cafeteria and I really wish I hadn't forgotten my varsity jacket on my bed knob. I'm really cold actually, maybe I'll tell Adam to go on with out me so I can go back and get my… Never mind, he just draped his jacket over my shoulders. I look up at him and he smiles again.
"I thought you were cold, you were shaking."
"I was, thanks." Well I was cold but that had nothing to do with why I was shaking. "Hey Adam, I'm not hungry, are you?"
I think I he catches what I mean, "No, not really. Wanna go to the hill?"
'Banksie boy you read my mind.' Not that I'm actually going to say that, "Sure let's go."
An hour later the sun's starting to set and we're still lying together on the hill. The breeze is adding to the frostiness, the grass is slightly damp and there's nowhere I'd rather be. Adam's cuddled into my back with one of his arms under my head the other around my waist and his warm breath his fighting back the frigid weather that's threatening to freeze me solid.
"You're still cold." He observes pulling me closer.
"A little." I roll over so I staring at his chest.
"Do you want to go back?"
"Not unless you do." Let's put it this way nothing short of a tornado is getting me to move from this spot.
"Not at all." He says while resting his chin on the top of my head.
After a few minutes Adam starts rubbing my back gently in a circular motion.
"Who ever thought that we'd be here like this?"
"I've got to say I never expected it, but I kind of like it." My whole body goes warm with embarrassment. I can't believe I just said that. But it's true no one had ever made me feel this way, not even Scooter. There's something about Adam, he makes me feel so great, so at ease, while making my pulse race as I flush all over. This honestly has been the best twenty-four hours of my life. I think if he doesn't kiss me soon I've going to scream. He's reading my mind I can tell by the expression on his face.
"Jules?"
I look up at him feeling the magnetism between us, "Yeah?"
"I'm going to kiss you."
"I'm going to let you."
He shifts a little, easing us into the best position for a kiss, Banks' mouth hovers over mine for a second as he stares into my eyes. He has the most beautiful eyes, crystal blue; I'm so lost in them I hardly notice when his lips finally find their way to mine. I'm sighing against his mouth, moaning against his tongue, my fingers twitching in the soft golden hairs at the nape of his neck. He has both of his hands resting at the sides of my face. The kisses are growing steamier, and I'm getting dizzy, but I don't care. I want more and I need more. I pull away from him breathlessly I manage, "Adam will you…" I'm surprised by my own words, taken aback by the sound of my own voice
He looks at me for a long minute as if trying to let what I just said register. When he realizes what I meant, I see a light go on behind his eyes, "Are you sure?"
"Certain." I whisper.
Banks nods bringing his lips down to mine again as he rolls me over onto my back, making sure to rest most of his weight in his knees to not crush me. I can feel the blood rushing in my ears as his fingers stumble with the clasp on my jeans. Suddenly I'm on fire, the bitter Minnesota fall has no effect on me. Being pinned beneath Adam giving me more heat then a Brazilian summer.
When we're done we huddle closely together panting and tired, sweat pouring down our faces and feeling utter ecstasy. The stars are dancing in the dark sky above our heads, sparkling like diamonds against the navy blue ribbon. It's so perfect.
Thank God for blind dates.
"I thought I could walk you to the cafeteria again." He shoves his hands in his pockets and shifts his gaze to the floor.
"Okay." Yeah I grinning like an idiot again, if I don't get this under control I might just scare Adam off.
I close the door tightly behind me and hold my hand out waiting her him to take it. He does so with a blush. All right, so I smiling like a dope he's the color of an apple, this should only add to whatever the team already thinks is going on. I can assume that by the time we get down there, Connie will have started to regale them with the details of how she walked in on us. That's all I need, goalie boinks star player. I'll be labeled a traitor to my position. Position, probably isn't the best word to use when thinking about boinking is it? I can only imagine how clammy my hands are right now. Banks will have to wipe his off when he lets mine go.
It's a bit chilly on the walk from my dorm to the cafeteria and I really wish I hadn't forgotten my varsity jacket on my bed knob. I'm really cold actually, maybe I'll tell Adam to go on with out me so I can go back and get my… Never mind, he just draped his jacket over my shoulders. I look up at him and he smiles again.
"I thought you were cold, you were shaking."
"I was, thanks." Well I was cold but that had nothing to do with why I was shaking. "Hey Adam, I'm not hungry, are you?"
I think I he catches what I mean, "No, not really. Wanna go to the hill?"
'Banksie boy you read my mind.' Not that I'm actually going to say that, "Sure let's go."
An hour later the sun's starting to set and we're still lying together on the hill. The breeze is adding to the frostiness, the grass is slightly damp and there's nowhere I'd rather be. Adam's cuddled into my back with one of his arms under my head the other around my waist and his warm breath his fighting back the frigid weather that's threatening to freeze me solid.
"You're still cold." He observes pulling me closer.
"A little." I roll over so I staring at his chest.
"Do you want to go back?"
"Not unless you do." Let's put it this way nothing short of a tornado is getting me to move from this spot.
"Not at all." He says while resting his chin on the top of my head.
After a few minutes Adam starts rubbing my back gently in a circular motion.
"Who ever thought that we'd be here like this?"
"I've got to say I never expected it, but I kind of like it." My whole body goes warm with embarrassment. I can't believe I just said that. But it's true no one had ever made me feel this way, not even Scooter. There's something about Adam, he makes me feel so great, so at ease, while making my pulse race as I flush all over. This honestly has been the best twenty-four hours of my life. I think if he doesn't kiss me soon I've going to scream. He's reading my mind I can tell by the expression on his face.
"Jules?"
I look up at him feeling the magnetism between us, "Yeah?"
"I'm going to kiss you."
"I'm going to let you."
He shifts a little, easing us into the best position for a kiss, Banks' mouth hovers over mine for a second as he stares into my eyes. He has the most beautiful eyes, crystal blue; I'm so lost in them I hardly notice when his lips finally find their way to mine. I'm sighing against his mouth, moaning against his tongue, my fingers twitching in the soft golden hairs at the nape of his neck. He has both of his hands resting at the sides of my face. The kisses are growing steamier, and I'm getting dizzy, but I don't care. I want more and I need more. I pull away from him breathlessly I manage, "Adam will you…" I'm surprised by my own words, taken aback by the sound of my own voice
He looks at me for a long minute as if trying to let what I just said register. When he realizes what I meant, I see a light go on behind his eyes, "Are you sure?"
"Certain." I whisper.
Banks nods bringing his lips down to mine again as he rolls me over onto my back, making sure to rest most of his weight in his knees to not crush me. I can feel the blood rushing in my ears as his fingers stumble with the clasp on my jeans. Suddenly I'm on fire, the bitter Minnesota fall has no effect on me. Being pinned beneath Adam giving me more heat then a Brazilian summer.
When we're done we huddle closely together panting and tired, sweat pouring down our faces and feeling utter ecstasy. The stars are dancing in the dark sky above our heads, sparkling like diamonds against the navy blue ribbon. It's so perfect.
Thank God for blind dates.
