Chapter 14 - My Love is Like, Whoa.

"Uh. Cohen?" Summer said, after he'd been staring at her, for about 2 minutes straight.

She waved her hand in front of her face, to try and grab his attention. He sucked in air, and coughed a little.

"Whoa. Sorry about that. I just.." He was cut off by her lips.

It didn't really occur to her, completely, that she was standing there naked, with a towel around her, that could easily fall off if she moved the wrong way, or if Cohen moved his hands on her waist to fast. He wasn't sure what Summer was thinking either, but he just kept his hands on her waist, and kissed her. She pulled away.

"You should probably go take a shower." She looked up at him, like she felt slutty.

He felt bad, because he didn't think that about her. She stood there with her arms over her torso, and she had her head down. He turned around, and headed to take his 3 minute shower. He shut the door, and she wanted to cry.

"Way to go, slut. Just make out with him with only your towel on." She shook her head.

She started getting dressed, and laid in the bed, she sucked in air deep. She put her face in her pillow, and then she got up and went to get her cell phone from the other room. Seth came back into the room, and she wasn't there. He thought she might have decided to camp out on the floor in the other room, then she walked back in. She was wearing some ultra short girl boxers, and a colored tank top that matched. She had on some fuzzy socks, and her hair was all wet, she looked really pretty. She walked back into the room, and looked up at him disappointed in herself. She set her cell on the bedside table, and got into the bed. Seth stood there in his boxers the whole time, just looking at her. He never knew what a girl looked like without make up, now he did, and she was still beautiful.

"Summer." He whispered getting into the warm bed.

"Yeah." she whispered back.

"What's the matter?" He asked her.

"I just feel like a whore." She finallysighed out.

"Why do you feel like a whore?" He was curious.

"Cohen. I sat there and just grabbed you and started making out with you while I was just in a towel. That's slutty." She sounded angry at herself.

"Well. I was going to kiss you anyways, so don't feel like a slut Summer." He said with his hand on her arm.

He always had a knack for making her feel better.

"Thanks." She said turning around, and smiling at him.

She closed her eyes, and knew he was watching her fall asleep. She wanted to cuddle with him, and kiss him. She opened her eyes, and he was looking at her. She smiled at him, and leaned up and kiss his cheek. He turned her face with his fingers, and kissed her lips, softly. He pulled away, making her feel like that was enough for him, and she just stared into his big brown eyes. She felt like she could keep looking, and it would never get old, he would never move. He'd just sit there, and stare back into her eyes. Summer was really tired, and didn't realize that she had been propped up looking at Cohen for about 2 minutes now, and that was quite a while to just be staring at someone, who knew you were looking at them.

"So." Summer started off.

"Yeah. So . . ." Seth trailed off, he wasn't sure what the right thing to say way.

Summer didn't know what to say either, so she just kissed him. She didn't even think about it, she just couldn't help it. Before Seth had answered her, it had been almost 2:00 in the morning, but they didn't care. Seth and Summer both sort of moved her, so that she was lying on top of him. He had his hand slightly up her shirt, and the other one on her back. She had one hand on his cheek, and the other wrapped around his shoulder. With every kiss, Seth started liking her even more. The feeling he got when he was even around her, stunned him, but when they kissed or came into contact, it was twice as much. It was like this never going away feeling in his stomach that you got before a roller coaster, except this was better.

Summer pulled away. "Cohen." She smiled.

He opened his eyes, and looked up at her. "Yeah?"

She knew what she wanted to say. She wanted to tell Cohen how she felt, and how awesome it was that they liked each other. She wanted to tell him that she really liked him, and that she felt something different with him. She just decided to brush it off, and lay down.

"I'm tired." She grinned. "I kind of wanna go to sleep."

"Me too." He helped her lay down next him, and watched her cuddle up on his chest.

"Night Summer." He said softly, brushing her hair with his fingers.

"Good night Cohen." She said, smiling, and kissing his cheek.

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Short chapter, but it's been a while since I've updated, I think over a week, and I had to ease back into it. My friend came back from vacation, and I made a few videos, so I got behind. Sorry, hope to update lots more soon.

Marissa