Death to Romance Chapter 5
Just the Two of Us
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Dawn was a total menstrual case.
Her period had come, leaving her miserable. She was crampy. She had a headache. She hated her period.
"Why me?" she moaned softly. She glanced around the apartment. It was quiet, too quiet.
Until recently, she had shared the apartment with Jackie. Now, Jackie lived with Charlie and Dawn was alone.
The silence was pierced by the shrill buzz of the doorbell. Struggling to her feet, she hit the call back button.
"Hello?" she called, puzzled.
"Hungry?" a masculine voice called.
"Paul?"
"Who else flys half way across the country to deliver chinese food?"
"I'll buzz you in,"
She put her hand over her heart. The quick beating pulsed beneath her hand. Paul was here!
The front door opened. Dawn turned and saw him walk through. Excited, she rushed into his arms. He swept her off her feet.
"I can't believe you're here!" she squealed. He kissed her hand, and grinned. "When did you get here?"
"Last night. I've been waiting to surprise you," he explained, handing her a single black rose, her favorite flower.
Dinner was eaten in the dim light of the dining room. Conversation was scarce. Everything was communicated via romantic looks.
Afterwards, Paul slipped out of the room. Dawn silently cleaned up. Her thoughts were clear and airy.
So this is love she thought, blinking.
They had known each other for eight weeks. With each passing week, she loved him a little more. By the end of the eighth week, she was prepared to love him forever.
"DM, come here," Paul called. Grinning goofily, she waltzed into the living room. She was on air.
This was the love romance novels had described. The airy feeling of lightness, the clumsiness, being unable to imagine life without Paul.
The room was bathed in the soft glow of lavender candles. The opening chords to a familiar song played softly in the background.
Grinning, he offered her his hand. Heisitantly, she slipped her hand in his. He put his arm around her waist.
To the soft tones of Chicago's "You're the Inspiration", they danced.
The whole world melted away. Only Dawn existed for Paul. Only Paul existed for Dawn.
Pausing, she gazed into his eyes. The emotions she saw were undescribable.
Gazing into her eyes, he noticed they held undescribable emotions.
Standing on tip toe, she whispered something into his ear. His eyes widened. Then, he nodded.
Cupping his head, she gently pressed her lips to his. The kiss was brief, not hot, but still passionate.
Our first true kiss, she thought, leaning her head on his chest. She couldn't believe it.
"I love you," he murmured. She sniffled softly. Tears filled her eyes. What she was about to say was the hardest thing ever, at least for her.
"I love you, too,"
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JenLea