Eventually we break apart for air, and he whispers in my ear.
'I've been wanting to do that for so long, Emmy.'
'Well, I'm very glad you did it,' I whisper back, then go in for another kiss.
Then a knock on the door interrupts our kiss and Newt groans. I reluctantly climb down the ladder and open the door. It's a WICKED member with our dinner tray.
'Thank you,' I say with a polite smile as I take the tray.
The person gives me a curt nod and then strides down the corridor. I shut the door and look up at Newt, still holding the tray.
'Bring it up,' he tells me.
I somehow manage to climb back up still holding the tray. Then Newt and I eat in silence. The moment's gone.
Dinner tonight was an array of bread rolls, so I was still hungry after I finished. Sometimes we'll get two bowls of pasta each, sometimes a side salad to share. You would think WICKED would be more consistent with our meals.
We finish eating and Newt looks at me for what seems like an eternity. He looks like he's trying to read me. All of a sudden Newt grabs the tray and throws it down on the floor, then he gets up on his knees and pulls my body towards his and kisses me. This time a lot harder. His kiss tastes like bland bread rolls. I put both my hands in his hair and kiss him back. My hunger for more food goes away and is replaced by a hunger for more Newt.
I wake up locked in an embrace with Newt on his bed. I smile to myself as I remember last night.
Newt and I kissed and kissed for what seemed like forever. Then he laid down on his bed.
'You're amazing, Emmy. You know that?' He said with a grin.
'Oh, I know,' I replied, 'You're amazing too.'
'Oh, I know,' He chuckled.
He held out his hand and I took it, then he pulled me down so I was lying right next to him. He wrapped his arms around me, and I did the same to him.
'Goodnight, Emmy.'
'Goodnight, Newt.'
He planted a soft kiss on my forehead and we fell asleep.
Now here I lie, still in his arms. The boy I had been in love with for as long as I can remember had kissed me. A lot.
'Morning, Emmy.'
'Morning, Newt.'
I see his brown eyes looking right at me.
'You really are a miraculous thing,' I smile at him.
'So are you.'
