Oliver put his hands on her hips. Then he wrapped his arms around her,
bringing her just centimeters from him. She rested her hands on his chest.
He looked down into her eyes; he noticed that the rich hazel had a few
specks of emerald green.
Both of their heart beats quickened.
She looked both nervous and needful.
She felt safe in his strong arms.
He leaned closer.
She did the same.
Their lips barley touched at first. They could almost feel the sparks between them, so both of them deepened the kiss. It was the most breathtaking and sweetest kiss either of them had ever felt.
He pulled her closer not wanting to ever let go.
She had one hand cupping the side of his face, and the other behind his neck. He had both hands on her back holding her close.
They kissed for what seemed like an eternity.
When they finally stopped they didn't let go. Oliver held her close, keeping her warm. She was exactly the right height so her head fit perfectly beneath his chin. She had her hands resting on his broad shoulders.
Neither of them wanted to say anything, in hopes of not ruining their perfect moment.
Finally Oliver spoke. He whispered softly into her ear, "I trust you."
Sarah didn't say anything because if she did, she was afraid she might cry.
They stayed like that for as long as possible, but the obvious was beginning to painfully set in.It was freezing outside, almost literally. "I think we should go in, unless you fancy the idea of us being frozen together?" Oliver said in an almost hopeful voice.
"As much as I 'fancy' that idea, I think we should go in." She said with a little giggle.
They both hesitated in letting go.
Sarah helped Oliver back into his wheelchair because the cold air had made his knee uncooperative.
They both went inside.
Sarah yawed.
"I think I'll go back to my room, I'm tired too." Oliver said.
"Ooh, don't feel like you have to go." She said in a nearly pleading voice.
"It's ok, it's not like I'm leaving tonight. I'll be here tomorrow."
"Well, then, goodnight." She said leaning down so they could share one last kiss before bedtime.
"Goodnight." Oliver said as he silently rolled out of her room and closed the door.
Sarah was happier than she had ever been. She wanted to run after Oliver and show him just how happy she was. But she couldn't; she had research to do before tomorrow morning. She needed to know if Oliver meant what he said about trusting her.
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What is she going to do??? ;-)
P.S If you give me your e-mail address, I'll be happy to e-mail you when I update.
Both of their heart beats quickened.
She looked both nervous and needful.
She felt safe in his strong arms.
He leaned closer.
She did the same.
Their lips barley touched at first. They could almost feel the sparks between them, so both of them deepened the kiss. It was the most breathtaking and sweetest kiss either of them had ever felt.
He pulled her closer not wanting to ever let go.
She had one hand cupping the side of his face, and the other behind his neck. He had both hands on her back holding her close.
They kissed for what seemed like an eternity.
When they finally stopped they didn't let go. Oliver held her close, keeping her warm. She was exactly the right height so her head fit perfectly beneath his chin. She had her hands resting on his broad shoulders.
Neither of them wanted to say anything, in hopes of not ruining their perfect moment.
Finally Oliver spoke. He whispered softly into her ear, "I trust you."
Sarah didn't say anything because if she did, she was afraid she might cry.
They stayed like that for as long as possible, but the obvious was beginning to painfully set in.It was freezing outside, almost literally. "I think we should go in, unless you fancy the idea of us being frozen together?" Oliver said in an almost hopeful voice.
"As much as I 'fancy' that idea, I think we should go in." She said with a little giggle.
They both hesitated in letting go.
Sarah helped Oliver back into his wheelchair because the cold air had made his knee uncooperative.
They both went inside.
Sarah yawed.
"I think I'll go back to my room, I'm tired too." Oliver said.
"Ooh, don't feel like you have to go." She said in a nearly pleading voice.
"It's ok, it's not like I'm leaving tonight. I'll be here tomorrow."
"Well, then, goodnight." She said leaning down so they could share one last kiss before bedtime.
"Goodnight." Oliver said as he silently rolled out of her room and closed the door.
Sarah was happier than she had ever been. She wanted to run after Oliver and show him just how happy she was. But she couldn't; she had research to do before tomorrow morning. She needed to know if Oliver meant what he said about trusting her.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
What is she going to do??? ;-)
P.S If you give me your e-mail address, I'll be happy to e-mail you when I update.