Kiss Me

I woke up in my bed, my favorite quilt covering my body. I could hear the shower running, the microwave beeping, the waves crashing, and the seagulls squawking. I love waking up here, my real bed, my real room. I stood up and I was still dressed as yesterday, only I didn't have shoes. I put my sweats on and headed to the kitchen. Con was cooking; he was making pancakes and bacon.

"Good morning sleeping beauty," Con said. I giggled and poured some orange juice in my cup. I set up the table for three, wondering if Jere was still here. And that was when he stepped into the kitchen, his hair dripping and just a towel around him, "Good morning guys!" He took a strip of bacon and went to get dressed.

Jere isn't mad anymore, he found a new girlfriend, one he is serous about. Yesterday he told me that he would introduce her to me. I am happy for him, he is still my best friend and I love him.

The pancakes were set on the table, next to the Nutella, the one thing I can't live without. We ate silently, Jere cracking a joke once in a while. I did the dishes, while the boys watched some TV.

"I'm going to run some errands," Jeremiah announced. He got into his car and drove away. I was finishing the dishes when Con sat at the counter and looked at me. He said, "Do you want to learn to surf?" I DID! I've always had, but I wasn't cool enough for them, so I was never invited.

I bet he could see what I was thinking in my face because he laughed, my favorite laugh, and carried me on his shoulders until I was in my room. He said, "Put a bathing suit on, and be ready in 10 minutes."

I was downstairs with 2 minutes to spare. So I stepped outside, where the pool is, and the beach not that far away. I sat with my legs inside the pool, when I heard Con step out. He had 2 boards under his arm and no shirt. I know I've seen him many times without one, but right now, he looked beautiful.

He took my hand with his free hand and led me to the beach. I took my shirt and shorts off, and dove into the sea. When I came up, Con was nowhere to be seen. And then I felt something pulling my ankles. I jumped, and then Con came to the surface laughing as hard as a hyena. I got mad, but his laugh cracked me up, and I laughed with him. He taught me for almost 2 hours. I got the hang of it, but I still fell after 10 seconds.

When we reached the shore, Con tackled me, and we fell onto the sand. He was on top of me, his hair dripping water on my face. He stared at me with eyes of despair, as if all the time he needed this, he needed me. But then I just thought I was imagining what I thinking an seeing. While my mind was going on and on, he kissed me. My mind went blank, and it was centered on him, in the kiss. The kiss was desperate, as if we were missing on each other all this time and we were. We kissed for a long time, and then he smiled like a little kid at Christmas. I brushed my lips against his for the last time and I stood up and ran towards the house laughing. "Catch me if you can!" I yelled. I heard his footsteps coming closer and closer, until they reached me. He swooped me off the floor and threw me into the pool. He came in after me. We kissed some more and talked, and then it was nighttime.

Jere came home at 8, with a girl in his hand. She was his girlfriend, Maggie. Con grilled some burgers, so they stayed for dinner.

Maggie is perfect for Jere. She is easy-going and laughs at all of his jokes. She is just what Jere needs.

I went to bed at 11, but my mind didn't stop thinking. So I decided to go swim, like I usually do. Jere was already back from leaving Maggie at her house and I think Con was already asleep. The house was silent and dark, but I knew my way out by heart. I swam for about 10 laps, when Con interrupted me. He was sitting near the pool, taking turns watching me and the moon and stars. I got out of the pool and wrapped myself around my towel. Con patted his laps, as if telling me to go sit there. I did as he asked.

It was a chilly night so he cradled me as a baby, kissing my forehead every now and then. We did not talk, I counted his breaths: inhale, and exhale. I counted 341 and fell asleep.