Today is jodu's birthday, so happy birthday! You are my hero, especially for today.
Chapter Six
Never Apart
That evening, Matt had every intention of fixing Miranda an incredible dinner that would knock her socks off, as part of her birthday present, as Miranda still slept comfortably in his bed. He started fixing her lasagna with the special McGuire sauce that ran through his family.
He wanted everything to be perfect; especially if tomorrow was the day all hell was going to break loose. Tomorrow could very well be the day that they told Lizzie and Gordo the truth about their relationship. He was excited in some ways and nervous in others. He was comforted to know that Miranda would be with him as he did this, so they would be together.
He put his uncooked masterpiece in the oven and set the timer for forty minutes. He was really tempted to wake Miranda up for the time being so he could spend some extra time with her, but he decided to let her sleep, knowing how weak she made him and how soon he'd forget the dinner he was preparing for her.
He went to the family room to pick out a movie for them to watch, as it was agreed that they would watch a movie that night. He wanted Miranda to choose, but he figured that they would be busy making out through most of the movie anyway, so it hardly mattered. Besides, it would pass time and prevent the temptation of waking her up.
It didn't take him long, however, to decide to watch "Finding Nemo," because it was compatible for both their tastes and, well, the other choices belonged to Lizzie, and he didn't want to watch one of her movies.
He had time after that, so, bored, he went into the kitchen to look for a magazine to read, and the only thing he could find was his mom's issue of People, so he sat down and started flipping through the pages. He started reading a special 12-page article focusing on younger men and older women in Hollywood when the next thing he knew, Miranda had wondered downstairs and was watching him from the stairs. She cleared her throat and this startled him. He looked up and saw her and got up. He walked over to his girl and put his arm around her waist from behind her.
"What are you doing?" Miranda asked, smiling as Matt moved her hair to the side so he could kiss her neck.
"Nothing. I have a surprise for you?"
Miranda turned to face him and her eyes lit up, "Really? Like what?"
Matt shrugged, "I can't tell you. You are going to have to wait for another," he looked back at the stove, "twelve minutes."
Miranda rolled her eyes playfully and then she smelled something, "Matt," she said, pushing him to she side and walking toward the oven, "Are you cooking something? It smells wonderful."
Matt smiled, "Thanks," and he pulled her close to him and smelled her hair.
Miranda pulled back and looked at him, "Are we really going to do this?"
"Do what?" a confused Matt asked his girlfriend.
"Tell Lizzie, Gordo, and all of your friends about us?"
"Do you want to?"
Miranda took in a deep breath, trying to make sure this is what he wanted, but she couldn't handle it, "More than ever," she breathed, speaking the honest and goodness truth, "and as soon as possible."
Matt smiled, "What do you think our parents will think?"
"Well," Miranda said, sitting down on the kitchen stool, "I probably won't be able to come to your house as much as I do, well, at least without adult supervision."
"Yeah," Matt said, with a bummed look on his face, "and that means no more secret meetings in my room after Lizzie is sleeping."
"Yeah," Miranda said, starting to looked bummed as well, "and we probably won't be able to do this quite as often," she said, pulling him into a passionate-filled kiss.
When she pulled back, Matt tried to catch his breath hungrily, "Maybe…we shouldn't tell them," he said, desperately, "I mean, who are they to know everything?"
Miranda grinned, "Matt," she sang, "It will be weird at first, but once we get used to it, just think of all the freedom we gain. We no longer have to hide anything from Lizzie and Gordo, we can go somewhere without worrying whether someone will see us, and besides," she said, looking at him with her puppy dog eyes, "Lizzie is my best friend. I hate keeping things from her."
Matt sighed. He knew that with all the sacrifices they would have to make, rewards would come as well, but he hated the sacrifices.
Miranda looked at the oven timer and glanced at Matt, "You know," she said, pointing at the oven with her eyes, "We still have a good nine minutes before dinner is ready. Do you, uh, want to make out?"
Well, she was blunt, and Matt gave her that, and she had great ideas, and Matt applauded her for that as well, and Miranda and Matt went into the den and before they knew it, Miranda was sitting on Matt's lap and they were kissing passionately until…
BING
The lasagna was ready.
**
Later that night, at the hotel where Lizzie and Gordo were staying, they were getting ready for dinner, "This is weird, you know?" Lizzie said, as she was fixing her hair, "After all this time with those stupid limits, we finally have none, and although we've been out before plenty of times before, I feel like this is sort of a first date."
Gordo smiled at his new girlfriend, "It's a good feeling, isn't it?"
Lizzie sighed and nodded her head, "Yeah, it's almost like a new beginning or something."
"I never called Matt back," Gordo said, "Do you think he's worried."
Lizzie shrugged, "Nah. He's a big kid. He's fine."
"Yeah, you're probably right," Gordo said.
"So," Lizzie said as she finished with her hair, "After dinner, what do you want to do?"
Gordo shrugged, "Want to go to a movie?"
Lizzie shook her head, "No, we can't talk in a movie theatre. Besides, nothing interesting is playing."
"Well, let's just see what happens after dinner," Gordo suggested.
"Okay," Lizzie smiled as she put her purse over her shoulder, "Ready?"
Gordo jiggled the keys in front of him, "Let's do it," and he started toward the door and Lizzie followed, grabbing her jacket.
They drove to dinner, ate it, nothing eventful happened other than a little light conversation, and it was pretty apparent by the time they were finished and driving around the town that there was a little lust between the edges of the love that they had for each other as they both kept glancing at each other and quickly looking ahead. They ended up back at the hotel, and as soon as the door shut, one look and they had each other. Gordo kissed Lizzie on the lips furiously as his hands went on her back. Lizzie kissed him back with equal passion and things were getting pretty heated right there near the doorway when they both stopped at the same time.
It was awkward when they looked at each other, but they both knew what was going on. Gordo nervously grinned, as he pointed to the bed, "shall we sit down?" he said, knowing that they both needed to talk about this.
"Yeah," Lizzie said, and she walked past him and sat on the bed. Gordo followed and sat next to her. Lizzie sighed heavily as she dropped her upper body on the bed while her legs were still on the floor, "What happened?" she asked.
"I don't know," Gordo said, staying like he was, seated, "I guess something just came over the both of us and we couldn't take it anymore."
"Heh!" Lizzie said with a hint of sarcasm, "so much for feeling like this is our first date!"
"Yeah," he said, "I guess this leaves us where we started."
Lizzie shrugged, "I don't know what came over me. It's like you are a magnet or something. I am so used to making out with you that it just came natural."
"Yeah, same here."
"I guess this means that we need to learn restraint."
"Yeah, but how? It's not like we've never done anything before. So where do we start?"
"Good question," Lizzie said, "This is more complicated than it's supposed to be."
"It doesn't have to be."
"What do you mean?"
"Well, we need to think about what we both want here and what this relationship means to us. I, personally, don't want to rush things but I don't want to start at the beginning, either."
"Same here," Lizzie said, sitting up and turning to Gordo, "If only I remember where we left off before we broke up.
Gordo shrugged, "Yeah, I don't remember either. Was that time in my car before or after?"
"After," Lizzie answered almost immediately.
"What about that time in Miranda's garage?"
"After."
"Behind the movie theatre?"
"After."
Gordo sighed, "This is pathetic! Did we do anything when we were dating?"
Lizzie smiled, "Well, I remember our first kiss after Rome."
"Oh yeah."
"I was so head over heels for you back then."
"The feeling was definitely mutual."
"Okay," Lizzie said, desperate to come up with something, "Tonight, we go to sleep…in separate beds and just play everything from tomorrow on by ear, okay?"
Gordo shrugged, "Yeah, good idea."
Lizzie stood up and grabbed some clothes and went for the bathroom, "I love you," she said, closing the bathroom door.
"I love you, too!" Gordo took off some of his clothes, leaving him with his boxers and undershirt and went to the sink outside the bathroom to brush his teeth and wash his face.
Within the next ten minutes, they were both in bed sleeping.
Chapter Six
Never Apart
That evening, Matt had every intention of fixing Miranda an incredible dinner that would knock her socks off, as part of her birthday present, as Miranda still slept comfortably in his bed. He started fixing her lasagna with the special McGuire sauce that ran through his family.
He wanted everything to be perfect; especially if tomorrow was the day all hell was going to break loose. Tomorrow could very well be the day that they told Lizzie and Gordo the truth about their relationship. He was excited in some ways and nervous in others. He was comforted to know that Miranda would be with him as he did this, so they would be together.
He put his uncooked masterpiece in the oven and set the timer for forty minutes. He was really tempted to wake Miranda up for the time being so he could spend some extra time with her, but he decided to let her sleep, knowing how weak she made him and how soon he'd forget the dinner he was preparing for her.
He went to the family room to pick out a movie for them to watch, as it was agreed that they would watch a movie that night. He wanted Miranda to choose, but he figured that they would be busy making out through most of the movie anyway, so it hardly mattered. Besides, it would pass time and prevent the temptation of waking her up.
It didn't take him long, however, to decide to watch "Finding Nemo," because it was compatible for both their tastes and, well, the other choices belonged to Lizzie, and he didn't want to watch one of her movies.
He had time after that, so, bored, he went into the kitchen to look for a magazine to read, and the only thing he could find was his mom's issue of People, so he sat down and started flipping through the pages. He started reading a special 12-page article focusing on younger men and older women in Hollywood when the next thing he knew, Miranda had wondered downstairs and was watching him from the stairs. She cleared her throat and this startled him. He looked up and saw her and got up. He walked over to his girl and put his arm around her waist from behind her.
"What are you doing?" Miranda asked, smiling as Matt moved her hair to the side so he could kiss her neck.
"Nothing. I have a surprise for you?"
Miranda turned to face him and her eyes lit up, "Really? Like what?"
Matt shrugged, "I can't tell you. You are going to have to wait for another," he looked back at the stove, "twelve minutes."
Miranda rolled her eyes playfully and then she smelled something, "Matt," she said, pushing him to she side and walking toward the oven, "Are you cooking something? It smells wonderful."
Matt smiled, "Thanks," and he pulled her close to him and smelled her hair.
Miranda pulled back and looked at him, "Are we really going to do this?"
"Do what?" a confused Matt asked his girlfriend.
"Tell Lizzie, Gordo, and all of your friends about us?"
"Do you want to?"
Miranda took in a deep breath, trying to make sure this is what he wanted, but she couldn't handle it, "More than ever," she breathed, speaking the honest and goodness truth, "and as soon as possible."
Matt smiled, "What do you think our parents will think?"
"Well," Miranda said, sitting down on the kitchen stool, "I probably won't be able to come to your house as much as I do, well, at least without adult supervision."
"Yeah," Matt said, with a bummed look on his face, "and that means no more secret meetings in my room after Lizzie is sleeping."
"Yeah," Miranda said, starting to looked bummed as well, "and we probably won't be able to do this quite as often," she said, pulling him into a passionate-filled kiss.
When she pulled back, Matt tried to catch his breath hungrily, "Maybe…we shouldn't tell them," he said, desperately, "I mean, who are they to know everything?"
Miranda grinned, "Matt," she sang, "It will be weird at first, but once we get used to it, just think of all the freedom we gain. We no longer have to hide anything from Lizzie and Gordo, we can go somewhere without worrying whether someone will see us, and besides," she said, looking at him with her puppy dog eyes, "Lizzie is my best friend. I hate keeping things from her."
Matt sighed. He knew that with all the sacrifices they would have to make, rewards would come as well, but he hated the sacrifices.
Miranda looked at the oven timer and glanced at Matt, "You know," she said, pointing at the oven with her eyes, "We still have a good nine minutes before dinner is ready. Do you, uh, want to make out?"
Well, she was blunt, and Matt gave her that, and she had great ideas, and Matt applauded her for that as well, and Miranda and Matt went into the den and before they knew it, Miranda was sitting on Matt's lap and they were kissing passionately until…
BING
The lasagna was ready.
**
Later that night, at the hotel where Lizzie and Gordo were staying, they were getting ready for dinner, "This is weird, you know?" Lizzie said, as she was fixing her hair, "After all this time with those stupid limits, we finally have none, and although we've been out before plenty of times before, I feel like this is sort of a first date."
Gordo smiled at his new girlfriend, "It's a good feeling, isn't it?"
Lizzie sighed and nodded her head, "Yeah, it's almost like a new beginning or something."
"I never called Matt back," Gordo said, "Do you think he's worried."
Lizzie shrugged, "Nah. He's a big kid. He's fine."
"Yeah, you're probably right," Gordo said.
"So," Lizzie said as she finished with her hair, "After dinner, what do you want to do?"
Gordo shrugged, "Want to go to a movie?"
Lizzie shook her head, "No, we can't talk in a movie theatre. Besides, nothing interesting is playing."
"Well, let's just see what happens after dinner," Gordo suggested.
"Okay," Lizzie smiled as she put her purse over her shoulder, "Ready?"
Gordo jiggled the keys in front of him, "Let's do it," and he started toward the door and Lizzie followed, grabbing her jacket.
They drove to dinner, ate it, nothing eventful happened other than a little light conversation, and it was pretty apparent by the time they were finished and driving around the town that there was a little lust between the edges of the love that they had for each other as they both kept glancing at each other and quickly looking ahead. They ended up back at the hotel, and as soon as the door shut, one look and they had each other. Gordo kissed Lizzie on the lips furiously as his hands went on her back. Lizzie kissed him back with equal passion and things were getting pretty heated right there near the doorway when they both stopped at the same time.
It was awkward when they looked at each other, but they both knew what was going on. Gordo nervously grinned, as he pointed to the bed, "shall we sit down?" he said, knowing that they both needed to talk about this.
"Yeah," Lizzie said, and she walked past him and sat on the bed. Gordo followed and sat next to her. Lizzie sighed heavily as she dropped her upper body on the bed while her legs were still on the floor, "What happened?" she asked.
"I don't know," Gordo said, staying like he was, seated, "I guess something just came over the both of us and we couldn't take it anymore."
"Heh!" Lizzie said with a hint of sarcasm, "so much for feeling like this is our first date!"
"Yeah," he said, "I guess this leaves us where we started."
Lizzie shrugged, "I don't know what came over me. It's like you are a magnet or something. I am so used to making out with you that it just came natural."
"Yeah, same here."
"I guess this means that we need to learn restraint."
"Yeah, but how? It's not like we've never done anything before. So where do we start?"
"Good question," Lizzie said, "This is more complicated than it's supposed to be."
"It doesn't have to be."
"What do you mean?"
"Well, we need to think about what we both want here and what this relationship means to us. I, personally, don't want to rush things but I don't want to start at the beginning, either."
"Same here," Lizzie said, sitting up and turning to Gordo, "If only I remember where we left off before we broke up.
Gordo shrugged, "Yeah, I don't remember either. Was that time in my car before or after?"
"After," Lizzie answered almost immediately.
"What about that time in Miranda's garage?"
"After."
"Behind the movie theatre?"
"After."
Gordo sighed, "This is pathetic! Did we do anything when we were dating?"
Lizzie smiled, "Well, I remember our first kiss after Rome."
"Oh yeah."
"I was so head over heels for you back then."
"The feeling was definitely mutual."
"Okay," Lizzie said, desperate to come up with something, "Tonight, we go to sleep…in separate beds and just play everything from tomorrow on by ear, okay?"
Gordo shrugged, "Yeah, good idea."
Lizzie stood up and grabbed some clothes and went for the bathroom, "I love you," she said, closing the bathroom door.
"I love you, too!" Gordo took off some of his clothes, leaving him with his boxers and undershirt and went to the sink outside the bathroom to brush his teeth and wash his face.
Within the next ten minutes, they were both in bed sleeping.