This chapter is really cheesy, but i need it to happen in order for the story to end. sorry! new chapter is going to be posted tomorrow!
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Greg gave me a really nice warm blanket and a necklace as a welcome/going away present. We were leaving for the skiing trip tomorrow.
"Uh - Miranda? I was just wondering if you think that I'm being serious about our relationship. Are we?" he asked.
"Yeah, I think that we're in a very serious relationship. Why?" I asked.
"D'you want to be more serious?" he asked, ignoring my question.
"What do you mean, Greg?" I asked.
"Like, d'you wanna get closer?" he asked, taking a step towards me. I kissed him.
"D'you mean like that?" I asked.
"No, closer," he said, becoming so close that every inch of the front of my body was touching his. I kissed him again, longer than before.
"Like that?" I asked.
"Closer," he said.
"You can't get any closer," I said.
"Yeah, you can," he said, kissing me again.
"Oh, I'm not ready for something like that, yet, Greg. I'm sorry," I apologized.
"Oh, ok. I understand," he said, sounding very disappointed.
"Sorry," I apologized again. I felt really bad for letting him down.
"Well, we should probably go to the airport, it takes a long time to get onto the plane," he said.
The entire ride to the airport and waiting for the plane were very awkward moments. We would start a conversation, then go silent again. Neither of us was very comfortable.
On the plane, I couldn't bear the silence anymore, so I leaned over and kissed him longer than ever before. I had been longing to do that since I rejected him. I still felt guilty about it, but we seemed to have forgiven each other. On the plane, he asked, without warning, "So when will you be ready?"
"Um - I don't know. But, a few months together isn't enough time. Soon, ok?" I said.
"In BC?" he asked, anxiously.
"No, but maybe in a year or so," I said.
"Oh," he said, sounding even more disappointed.
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Greg gave me a really nice warm blanket and a necklace as a welcome/going away present. We were leaving for the skiing trip tomorrow.
"Uh - Miranda? I was just wondering if you think that I'm being serious about our relationship. Are we?" he asked.
"Yeah, I think that we're in a very serious relationship. Why?" I asked.
"D'you want to be more serious?" he asked, ignoring my question.
"What do you mean, Greg?" I asked.
"Like, d'you wanna get closer?" he asked, taking a step towards me. I kissed him.
"D'you mean like that?" I asked.
"No, closer," he said, becoming so close that every inch of the front of my body was touching his. I kissed him again, longer than before.
"Like that?" I asked.
"Closer," he said.
"You can't get any closer," I said.
"Yeah, you can," he said, kissing me again.
"Oh, I'm not ready for something like that, yet, Greg. I'm sorry," I apologized.
"Oh, ok. I understand," he said, sounding very disappointed.
"Sorry," I apologized again. I felt really bad for letting him down.
"Well, we should probably go to the airport, it takes a long time to get onto the plane," he said.
The entire ride to the airport and waiting for the plane were very awkward moments. We would start a conversation, then go silent again. Neither of us was very comfortable.
On the plane, I couldn't bear the silence anymore, so I leaned over and kissed him longer than ever before. I had been longing to do that since I rejected him. I still felt guilty about it, but we seemed to have forgiven each other. On the plane, he asked, without warning, "So when will you be ready?"
"Um - I don't know. But, a few months together isn't enough time. Soon, ok?" I said.
"In BC?" he asked, anxiously.
"No, but maybe in a year or so," I said.
"Oh," he said, sounding even more disappointed.