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Chapter 10:

Esme's POV:

Christmas Eve...

Tonight, I was going on a date with Olaf. I looked at the clock. It was 5:45. Olaf told me to meet him in the parking lot at 6:00 because most resterants closed at 8:00 tonight. After dinner, Olaf and I were going ice skating in the park. I finished combing my hair, then I put on some purfume. I grabbed my skates and opened the door to my room.

"Bye Clara," I said.

"Bye Esme," Clara replied. "Hope you have fun."

I walked out to the parking lot. Olaf was there, he had a bouquet of flowers in his hands.

"Hello Esme," Olaf said. "You look very lovely tonight. These are for you," he said, handing me the flowers.

"Thank you," I replied. You look very handsome tonight.

He opened the car door for me. Then he got into the driver's seat and started driving. After almost an hour, we finally stopped at a fancy sea food resturant. We had a candle light dinner of lobster. When we were finished with dinner, Olaf and I went to the park. The pond at the park was frozen. The moonlight was shining on the ice, making it sparkle and shine.

"Wow, this is beautiful," I said, looking at the frozen pond.

"Not as beautiful as you," he said. I started blushing.

We put on our skates. Olaf took my had, and we went to the frozen pond and started skating. We were the only people there. Olaf twirled me around a few times. Then Olaf kissed me gently on the mouth. I kissed him back. We kissed for about seven minutes.

I stopped kissing him. "Olaf, I don't think we should be kissing in public. What if we get caught?" I asked him.

"You're right Esme," Olaf said. "When we get back to the headquaters, do you want to go to my room?"

"Sure, I would love to," I replied.

Olaf's POV:

After we got back to the headquaters, Esme and I snuck to my room. I locked the door. Esme and I sat on my bed and started kissing. After ten minutes, we started french kissing. I was starting to unzip Esme's dress, but she stopped me.

"Wait Olaf," she said.

"What is it?" I asked her.

"I don't think I'm ready for this," Esme said. " Besides,we've been only going out for a month. I don't want to rush things."

"I understand," I said. "Well, goodnight Esme."

"Goodnight Olaf," Esme said, then she kissed me. She left the room.

I sighed, as I layed down on my bed. I was kinda upset that Esme wasn't ready, but I was ready. I wanted to make love to her. I wanted to caress her. I wanted to wake up next to her. I closed my eyes and sighed. I fell asleep thinking about Esme.