Chapter Four
Jason sat up, while Emma laid down, resting her head in his lap, and he began to play with her hair. They talked about school and Jason's peace conference in Switzerland.
"I wish that I could go to a different country. I've only been to, two states," Emma said, as she listened to him, explain about Switzerland. The food, the people, and their culture.
"Maybe one summer, when we're all not busy with school and everything, we'll take a trip, to any country you want to go," Jason told her, as he twirled a piece of her hair with his fingers. "We'll invite the others. Go on a vacation."
"Sounds good to me," She said, smiling. "I've always wanted to go to Paris."
"Paris sounds fine to me."
She looked up, meeting his eyes. He smiled, she smiled back. "Thank you."
"For what?" He looked at her curious. Wondering why she had thanked him, when it should be him, to thank her.
"For this," She said, sitting up, turning to face him. "Today was great. Perfect, in fact. No body has done something like this for me. So, thank you. I really have been enjoying myself."
"Well, I am glad that you're having a good time," He said, looking at his watch. It was almost time for his last surprise. "But today isn't over yet." He stood up, holding his hand out. She took it and he helped her up. Emma looked at him, wondering what else he had planned. She wasn't complaining, but she was curious.
"Come on, there is something that I want to show you."
The two walked away, leaving the other stuff behind, not like anyone was going to steal their stuff.
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Jason led her a few feet away from where they had their picnic. He stopped when they were inches away from where he was taking her.
"Close your eyes," He told her, as they stood behind, what looked like a building, and Emma did. She closed her eyes. He grabbed both of her hands and they then continued to walk, walking around the building that turned into the parks stage, where they held music acts.
He carefully lead her up the stairs, making sure she wouldn't fall and lead her to the middle of the stage. He let go of her hands.
"Open your eyes."
Emma opened her eyes. Her eyes brightened, when she got a look at the stage. Lights hung from the walls and ceiling. Rose petals were scattered across the stage floor and a few candles were lit in each corner. Almost like the gym at school where the Spring Dance was held.
"Jason...it's..." But her words were caught up in her throat. She looked over at him, surprised; very surprised that he would go through all that trouble to make up the dance. "What's this?"
"Just a small creation of the dance," He said, as he walked away, heading into a small room. Then returning. Soft, in the background, music played.
Emma's face lit up with happiness. Jason walked up to her.
"I didn't get the chance to dance with you, so, may I have this dance?" He held out his hand.
"Yes, you may," Emma blushed, as she placed her hand in his. He pulled her close to him, as he wrapped his arms around her. She wrapped her arms around his neck, as they danced to the music.
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They held each other close, afraid to let go, that if they did, the moment between them would end. And neither of them wanted that. They had wanted to, to be close to each other, to feel each others heart beats, beating together as one.
Emma looked up, meeting his eyes. Melting in his arms. Her heart filled and beat for his love. She knew it, he knew it.
Jason smiled. He knew what she was thinking, feeling, because he felt the same.
"I love you Emma," He whispered. He hoped by saying those words, he didn't scare her, cause; he only was saying the truth, that he felt from his heart.
Happiness filled her heart. "I...I love you too, Jason."
Smiling, he bent his head, kissing her lips. They both knew that, this was a moment to remember. Never to forget the sweet words shared.
The End (But to be continued)
