Glancing at the clock, Elsa sighed. The morning shift at work had been agonisingly slow with very few customers. The only upside was that Anna had been rostered on to work with her and Collette. The shifts when Anna worked were always the most fun for Elsa.
"I'm bored. Is it always this boring?" whined Anna, swallowing a spoonful of chocolate ice cream.
"It would be less boring if you were out in the kitchen doing the dishes like you're supposed to be," Elsa hinted, crossing her arms across her chest as she looked down at her younger sister. "Besides, what have you been told about eating the ice cream at work?"
"I know, I know. Don't eat the supplies, don't let the customers see us eating the supplies and do not tell Dad" sassed Anna, poking her tongue out as she skipped past and narrowly avoiding colliding with Collette, who was carrying a tray of freshly dried bowls.
"Is it just me or is Hurricane Anna extra perky today?" Collette asked, shooting her head back to look at Anna who had cranked the radio up in the kitchen and was busy singing along as she dried the dishes.
Elsa chuckled and looked back at her sister, who had taken to twirling around the tea towel as if it was a dance partner engaged in a waltz. "She had a date last night," she explained. "By the way she was carrying on this morning, I would say it went well."
The older woman nodded. A knowing smile crept on her face as her eyes flickered between the two sisters. She opened her mouth to speak, but was cut off by the door opening as Walt and Lillian Blanchard entered the store.
"Elsa," Walt called, striding across the floor to stand in front of her. "You are needed to work this afternoon. I have a delivery coming in and I need you to be here to authorise it." he stated firmly.
Gulping, Elsa looked at the clock and noted that she had thirty minutes left of her rostered shift. She was due to leave as soon as she finished to meet Lana at the hockey rink. "I can't today, Dad," she whispered. "I've agreed to meet with some classmates from uni to go over a few notes."
"You didn't mention anything about this earlier," Walt pointed out.
Elsa glanced at him. She had tried to tell her parents earlier that she'd be out in the afternoon, but they'd been distracted by Anna skipping around the house and reporting on her date with Kristoff. "I err meant to, but I guess it err slipped my mind, what with Anna's news," she stammered.
He let out an exasperated sigh. "You're going to have to cancel, Elsa," he stated matter-of-factly. "Ring someone and let them know that you can't make it. I told the delivery guy that my daughter will be here to sign for it."
"I can't, Dad, I made a commitment. They are expecting me to be there at 2pm," Elsa cried, wringing her hands. "Can't you ask Anna?"
She could hear the sound of her father as he shifted his weight between his feet. Anxiously, she glanced up at him and noted the crease in his brow as he studied her. She sighed, he wasn't happy with her. She watched as he opened his mouth to speak, only to be cut off by the jingle of the doorbell sounding as more customers entered the store.
Shaking his head, he grabbed her by the elbow and pulled her behind the counter and into the kitchen. "Elsa, I have no idea what has got into you lately, but this sort of behaviour is not acceptable. I've noticed that you have been spending a fair bit of time out of the house with fellow students lately," he hissed. "You failed to work yesterday and you didn't work your usual Thursday night shift either. May I remind you that you still have your responsibilities to your work here as well as university."
Blinking, Elsa turned to face him. "Dad, that's not fair. I wasn't rostered to work on Friday. Also, you knew that I switched my shift from Thursday to Wednesday, so I haven't missed any shift. You know that I'm working on a project with three other students. I'm sorry that I can't stay longer today, but surely Anna can sign for the delivery. She is your daughter and an employee here as well," she reasoned.
Her father turned to glare at her. Opening his mouth, he was about to speak when he was cut off by the sound of Anna as she moved to stand behind him. "I'd be happy to stay back, Daddy," she chimed in and smiled at him. "I don't have any plans for the rest of the day and I could use the money."
She could feel her heartbeat racing as she turned to mouth her thanks to Anna. Turning her head, she studied the frown on her father's face as he pondered his response.
Reluctantly, he let out a sigh. "Alright, Anna, dear. You can stay back. I shall ring the delivery company and let them know that it will be you who will sign for the deliveries."
He then turned his attention back to Elsa and frowned. "Don't make a habit of this, Elsa. This behaviour is not becoming. I expect better from you," he snapped before waving his hand to dismiss her.
Angrily, she stormed out of the room and made her way into the office. Closing the door behind her, she pulled out the bag with a change of clothes that she had stashed in a cupboard. She tugged off her work shirt and replaced it with a t-shirt and a light blue hoodie. A quick brush of her hair and a spritz of perfume and she was ready to leave.
Opening the door, she found herself face to face with her mother. She noted the frown on her mum's face and sighed. "Mum, I'm sorry, but I need to go. I made a promise to be there. I know that I should have mentioned it beforehand, but my mind has been so caught up with work and uni lately and I simply forgot. I'm sorry."
The petite brunette woman nodded and pulled her in for a quick hug. "I know, I know. Besides, no one could have got a word in with the way that Anna was carrying on this morning. I'll talk to your dad. Go do your uni work," she urged, leaning down to press a kiss on Elsa's forehead.
Elsa nodded and flashed her mum a grateful smile before brushing past her to leave the store. She could feel the guilt rising as she stepped out the door and into the cool air. She wished that she could tell her mum about her new friendship with Lana and the changing status of her and Jack's relationship, but she couldn't. The risk of her father finding out was too great. She needed time to see how the new friendships would develop before risking the scrutiny that would come from her father.
Elsa pushed her way through the crowd of spectators at the Brechin ice rink. To her relief, she had managed to find the stadium easily and had arrived with ten minutes to spare. Within minutes she had spotted Lana and her face broke into a smile as she made her way towards the friendly girl.
"Elsa, hi!," Lana called as she took her seat in the front row. "Jack's going to flip when he sees you here with me."
Blushing, she turned to look at Lana. "We're just friends," she protested. "Besides, I'm all for supporting the uni's various sporting teams. I have school spirit."
"Ri-ight, school spirit," Lana teased and rolled her eyes. "Keep telling yourself that, Elsa, maybe one day I'll believe it."
Shaking her head, she focused her attention on the empty rink. A loud voice boomed over the speakers and announced that that the game was about to start. Furrowing her brows, she watched as the players skated onto the ice. She felt Lana grip her arm as she leaned over to point out Fred in his gurnsey before waving to him. Nodding, she watched as Fred proceeded to turn and poke the guy standing beside him.
She felt the heat rise on her cheeks as Jack turned to face her. Removing his helmet, he grinned at her before raising his hand to wave at her. Blushing, she turned her attention and frowned as her eyes fell on a gurnsey with Flynn's name written on it. Gulping, she felt her anxiety rising as she scanned the room for Punzie.
"Lana," she asked. "Do you know Flynn Rider and his girlfriend, Punzie?"
"Yeah I do," Lana replied. "Well, I know of them. I don't hang out with them though, why?"
Elsa gulped. "Punzie's my cousin and if she or Flynn see me then I'll be in trouble," she explained. "I don't suppose you know if Punzie's here do you?"
Lana shook her head. "Relax, Elsa, I've been here for a while. Punzie isn't here. I overheard Flynn telling one of the other guys that she has a hair appointment."
Breathing a sigh of relief, she turned to watch as the buzzer sounded and the players leapt into action.
"You know, I'm so glad that you came. It get's so boring being in the bleachers on my own while the guys are down on the ice," Lana exclaimed as they watched Fred slide the puck past the opponent's goalie to score a point for their team.
Chortling, she leaned back in her seat. "So am I. Although, I am going to hear about it later. My dad wanted me to work later than I was rostered and I couldn't because I'd already told you that I'd come. He wasn't happy with it. Even though my sister offered to stay back, he's still going to be angry with me."
Lana gave her a bleak smile. "I'm sure that he'll get over it. Besides, if you weren't rostered and you made plans then there's not much that he can do about it," she reasoned.
She sighed and turned her attention back to the game. She let out a small cheer as Jack managed to steal the puck from their opponents and passed it to a teammate who sent it flying towards their net before it was blocked by their opposition's goalie.
Jack groaned as the final buzzer sounded to signal the end of the match. Once again, they had managed to lose to Brechin University with the final score being 3-1. He had hoped that today would have been the day that they could beat Brechin. Knowing that Elsa was in the bleachers had filled him with an added sense of determination, but it wasn't to be.
Instead, he was left to shuffle off the ice and into the change room knowing that they had lost once again.
"Hey, Elsa," Jamie called as he walked out of the doors to join her and Lana in the emptying car yard. "Jack said that next time you come to a game he'll play better, but only if he gets a good luck kiss beforehand."
She felt her face heating up and bit her lip as Jack walked up behind Jamie with Fred by his side. "I thought you always gave Frost a good luck kiss, Bennett," teased Fred.
Stifling a laugh, she watched as Fred ducked out the way to wrap his spare arm around Lana's waist. She shifted her attention while the couple shared a kiss and turned to face Jack, who had placed Jamie in a headlock and was lightly rubbing his knuckles over his hair. Grinning, he turned to face her.
"A kiss is always welcome, but all the kisses in the world won't help this knucklehead," he laughed before releasing Jamie from his hold.
Blushing, she watched as Jack fell into step beside her with a shy smile on his face. "You played well," she confessed as they made their way towards the carpark. "Not that I'd know. I've never been to a game before, but you did look good out there...all of you did."
"We lost, Jack pouted as he kicked some snow off of his boots. "I was hoping that today would be the day we finally beat Brechin, but no. They always beat us."
"Winning isn't everything though," she pointed out softly. "I thought you guys looked great out there. Win or lose, you're a good player, I can tell."
She watched as a small blush appeared on Jack's face as he turned to smile at her.
"And we all know that I'm a great player," Jamie boasted as he pushed his way between them to sling his arms around their shoulders.
Jack snorted and turned to lightly push his friend off him. Turning to face her, he smiled. "I apologise for him, Elsa. He used to be a lot quieter. I fear that I've been a bad influence on him over the years," he said and winked at her.
Chuckling, she slowed to a halt as they came to a rest at Fred's car. "Hey, Frost, I forgot to tell you. There's a party at Lachlan's house at 8pm tonight. You coming?" Fred asked as he tossed his hockey bag in the boot.
Jack placed his finger over his lip before turning to grin at her. "I'll go if Elsa agrees to come with us," he said and nudged her.
She paused as the eyes of her friends turned to focus on her. Aside from her childhood years where parents forced their children to invite their entire class, she had never been one who was invited to parties. Anna had been to plenty throughout her high school years and had always raved about them, but Elsa had never found the idea of high school or uni parties to be inviting. However, the morning interaction with her father had left her feeling rattled and slightly bolder than she normally did.
Biting her lip, she turned to smile at her friends. "I'll go," she said.
She watched as Lana let out a high-pitched squeal before leaping to wrap her arms around her shoulders and hugging her. "Yay, it's going to be so much fun having you there," she blurted. "I'm sure that Jack can pick you up."
Jack nodded. "I can definitely pick you up. I would normally go collect you from the door, but I am pretty sure that your parent's would have a fit if I turned up on your doorstep. So, I'll park in front of your house at 7:30pm and will prank call you," he smirked. "Besides, makes you more of a bad girl this way."
Groaning, she reached out an arm and thumped him. Although, she couldn't deny that the whole idea was rebellious. Her parent's would hardly be pleased to know that one of the students that she had been meeting with was Jack, or that she was starting to enjoy the company of him and his friends.
Arriving home, it had appeared that her mother had managed to calm her father down. She had walked into the house to find him in a calmer, more rational mood. She had been heading for her room when he had called her to him. Bashfully, she had gone to him and had felt her eyes widening when he had apologised to her for his earlier attitude.
Blushing, she had accepted his apology and had watched as her mother leaned over to pat her father on the back. She had then taken a deep breath before announcing that she was planning on heading out that evening.
She had watched as her father had furrowed his brows while he looked over her. Ignoring his gaze, she had kept her information as vague as possible and had stated that she was going to be dining with a few other students from her group at one of their homes. He had narrowed his eyes and had opened his mouth to object only to be cut off by his wife who had pointed out that Elsa was a 'good girl' and that socialising with her peers could prove beneficial for the business
She had shot her mother an appreciative glance before she had fled the room to shower and prepare for the evening. After a bit of consideration, she had settled on the sleeveless, light purple A-line dress that she had purchased while out with Lana. She had paired the dress with black tights and a pair of purple heels that Anna had bought a year ago and had never worn. She had left her long hair down and had curled the ends so that they framed her face.
Pursing her lips, she leaned in to inspect her reflection. She could feel the nerves building as the seconds ticked by. She still wasn't sure that she had made the right decision, but she had made a promise to her friends and she intended to keep it.
The sound of her phone beeping broke through the silence. Smiling, she reached into her clutch and swiped the screen to read the message from Jack. She let out a small sigh and grabbed a fitted black jacket before making her way downstairs.
Jack tapped at the steering wheel as he waited for Elsa to join him. He had sent her a text to alert her that he had parked his car in front of her neighbours house. He had reasoned that it was the best way to prevent being spotted in case her overprotective father or younger sister got curious and decided to look out the window.
He heard the passenger door being opened and turned to face her. His eyes widening as he glanced over her appearance. She had dressed in a simple dress, but like anything she wore, she managed to look amazing. No matter how many times he caught sight of her, he could never truly get over the way she could manage to look beautiful, sexy and angelic all at once. Suddenly, compared to her, his black jeans, white t-shirt and blue bomber jacket seemed out of place.
He waited while she slid in and buckled herself off before he spoke.
"You look beautiful," he blurted before turning to start the ignition.
Beside him, he heard Elsa let out a breath. "Thank you, she said softly. "You look great as well."
Grinning, he turned and focused on the road. Reaching down, he turned the radio up to play softly in the background. They drove in a comfortable silence with only the radio and the sound of his GPS navigator voice breaking the peace to direct him to the location of the party.
Slowly, he pulled the car to a park out the front of the house. His eyes glanced at the yard and he noticed that quite a few other guests had already arrived. Grinning, he exited the car and rushed around to the passenger side to open the door for Elsa.
He watched as Elsa exited the car and came to rest beside him. Her eyes glanced up at the house where the music was already pumping and she frowned. Leaning down, he gently placed his hand on the small of her back. "If you change your mind and don't want to be here then let me know. I'm happy to take you home, or anywhere else you'd rather be," he whispered.
She turned to look at him and he hastily removed his hand. "No, that's okay, Jack. I'm fine. I'm in good hands, but thank you," she stated and smiled at him.
Blushing, he nodded his head in the direction of the house as he led her to the front door. Pushing open the door, he waited for her to enter before following her into the house. He pulled his jacket off before holding his hand out to take hers and hung them on a nearby coat rack. Taking a deep breath, he walked with her into the large lounge room.
"Elsa, oh my god, you look amazing!" Lana shrieked as she wrapped Elsa into a friendly hug. "That dress was such a good purchase - it fits you perfectly. Doesn't she look incredible, Jack?"
Jack nodded. "She does," he agreed and reached his hand out to shake Fred and Jamie's hands.
They stood in a small group for a few seconds until the sound of the latest Imagine Dragons' song started pumping from the speakers. Rolling his eyes, he watched as Lana let out a loud shriek before grabbing Fred's hand as she pulled him towards the makeshift dance floor. He watched as Jamie shrugged and turned to make his way back to one of the couches. Grinning, he leaned down and lightly gripped Elsa's hand as he led her to the kitchen.
"Drink?" he offered as he pulled two plastic cups off the counter.
"Jack and Coke please," she nodded. She raised her eyebrow at the sight of his amused expression and chuckled. "Let me guess, my drink choice is not what you expected?" she sassed.
Shaking his head, he poured two cups of Jack Daniels and Cokes before handing her one. "You're full of surprises, Miss Blanchard," he began. "I've only ever seen you with wine at business events."
"Wine looks classier, or so my father says," Elsa explained and rolled her eyes. "As you know, it's all about image at those things."
He nodded. Raising his cup to his lips, he took a sip before following her as she made her way back to the lounge room. He watched as she found a place to sit on the couch next to Jamie before sitting down beside her. A few seconds later they were joined by Lana and Fred, who had stopped dancing. His eyes scanned the room as he took in the sight of their fellow students dancing, clowning around and making out.
Focusing his eyes back on Elsa, he couldn't help being amazed at the difference in her. Her long hair had fallen over her face as she giggled over something that Fred had said. Grinning, he turned to look at his friends and noticed the way they were responding to her, making her feel welcomed and treating her like one of the group. He had never seen her look so happy, or so full of life before. Her eyes had a sparkle that he had always yearned to see. He watched as Lana pulled out her phone and held it out. Shuffling in close, he leaned in just in time for Lana to snap the photo of the five of them. He watched as Elsa reacted to the captured photo and smiled. If he hadn't known better, he would have sworn that they were just five close friends who had known each other for years.
A sharp nudge to the ribs forced his attention back to reality. Groaning, he turned to glare at Jamie.
"You're such a puppy," Jamie teased.
"How am I a puppy?" he quizzed, rubbing his hand over his ribs.
"Mate, you've been sitting there like a love-struck puppy for the last hour," Jamie smirked. "It's so pathetic."
Ignoring him, Jack turned to watch Elsa. She had been dragged to her feet to join Lana on the dancefloor. His eyes widened as he watched her looking so carefree, happy and relaxed out on the floor. The girl who was moving gracefully in front of him was a stark contrast to the lonely figure that had cruelly been dubbed the 'Ice Queen.' He shuddered as a wave of guilt hit him from their recent fight where he had used the name against her.
Getting to his feet, he made his way to stand behind her. Leaning down, he lightly tapped her on the shoulder. "Do you think that I can grab a dance later?" he asked.
Elsa's face softened as she stopped dancing to look at him, her hip jutting out slightly while she flicked her eyes over him. "I think I could fit you in," she teased. "If you're lucky."
Blushing, he stood plastered to the spot and grinned at her. He was about to speak when he noticed Elsa's body freeze as her eyes widened in fear. Turning around, he allowed himself to follow her gaze and groaned as Hans' eyes zeroed in on them.
Instinctively, he moved to stand in front of Elsa. Within seconds, Fred and Jamie had appeared at his side to block Elsa and Lana from view.
"Well, well, look at what we have here. Elsa, does Daddy know you're at a party? Or that you're with this piece of trash," he sneered as he moved to glance over Jack's shoulder. "Although, I must say that you Blanchard girls really do scrub up nicely."
"She's with me!" Lana snapped as she flung her arm around Elsa's trembling shoulder. "The only piece of trash around here is you."
Jack chuckled and watched as a scowl appeared on Hans' face.
"Watch your mouth, you little bitch," Hans snapped before pointing his finger at Lana. "I don't take kindly to that kind of attitude."
"Watch your mouth when talking to my girlfriend and friends," warned Fred as he stepped forward to glare at Hans. "I don't take kindly to people calling my girlfriend a bitch."
"Guys, lets just go. He's not worth ruining our night," Lana begged.
Jack frowned and turned to watch as Lana tugged Elsa towards the front door. He shot Hans a glare before sighing and following the girls out. Behind him, he could hear Hans shouting out a variety of insults, but he ignored him. He would prefer to let the guy get away with thinking he had won this round than risk getting into an altercation and having Elsa get hurt.
Pulling his jacket on, he joined his friends as they leaned against Fred's car. His eyes glanced to his phone and he groaned. At 9:30pm, the night was still relatively young and he wasn't ready to end the night with Elsa yet.
"Come on guys. We can go hang at my store," he suggested. "What's better than ice cream after dealing with assholes like Hans."
Elsa shivered as she followed Jack into his family's flagship store. Her eyes glanced around as she took in the bolder, modern appearance of the Guardian's store. With it's bold colours and modern appliances, the store was almost the complete opposite of the soft pastel colours and the old-time feel of her own family's store.
Her eyes widened as they fell on the expensive looking stereo system which had been set up in the corner. Behind the stereo, she could see posters advertising the company's own CD for sale.
She felt Lana grip her hand as she pulled her to join her at the stereo. Releasing her grip, she reached down to fiddle with the dials of the stereo before she pressed play. " Jack's store hires this really cool DJ to mix all their songs. You can buy their albums here, " she pointed out. "Although, knowing Jack, he would probably give you the CD for free."
"You only get the first one for free. The others come at a price. Although, Lana is right. Elsa, for you I reckon that I could be convinced to give you them all for free," he grinned and turned to wink at her.
Blushing, she made her way over to Jack and watched as he grabbed a series of glasses out and put them on the counter. "Coke okay to drink?" he asked.
Nodding, she smiled at him and watched as he filled a glass and pushed it towards her. He then filled the other four glasses and handed the cups to their friends.
"So, Elsa, is this your first time in one of Jack's family's stores?" Jamie asked and raised his head to look at her.
Smiling, she nodded. "It is."
"You're in for a treat then. Come over here, El," Jack called as he wandered over to a display counter. "I want to show you something."
She made her way to join Jack at his side. Her eyes glanced over the variety of different flavoured ice cream cakes on offer. "Make your choice," he beamed and gestured to the range.
"I can't! There's so many," she gasped. "I've never seen so many different flavours. I mean, caramel popcorn flavoured. Who comes up with this stuff?!"
Beside her, Jack let out a soft chuckle. "Actually, the caramel popcorn flavour was my idea," he admitted, rubbing a hand over the back of his neck. "I was just messing around when my uncle was talking with our chef. Next thing you know, they had experimented with the flavour and decided they liked it...and well, here it is. It's actually not that bad. You can have a slice if you would like."
"I'd like that," she smiled. "Thank you."
Jack nodded and opened the display cabinet. He pulled out the treat and placed it on the counter before cutting a slice and spooning it into a bowl. He grabbed a spoon from a container and handed the treat to her. Daintily, she cut a small slice and popped it in her mouth. Her eyes widened as the flavour hit her and she let out a small moan of delight.
"You like?" Jack asked as he watched her intently.
She nodded. "I love it! I must admit, I was a bit skeptical, but this is really something," she admitted and eagerly scooped another spoonful into her mouth.
Flicking the lights off, Jack pulled the doors to the Guardian's flagship store closed behind him. After two hours spent relaxing in the store, they had finally decided to return to their homes.
Fred, Lana and Jamie had left thirty minutes earlier and had left Jack alone with Elsa to clean up. Fortunately, they had not made much a mess and had managed to clean up in a matter of minutes. Once they had cleaned up, he had led her into the kitchen to give her a brief demonstration on how they made the liquid nitrogen ice cream and had given her a sample which she had responded positively to.
Racing ahead, he unlocked the car and opened the door for Elsa before rushing to join her. Starting the motor, he kicked the car into motion and headed off in the direction of her house.
To his dismay, the drive to her house was quick, due in part to the lack of cars on the road. Slowly, he pulled the car to a halt in front of her neighbour's house.
So," he began and turned to face her. "I guess we're here. I'd walk you to your door, but I think your dad would kill me."
Beside him, Elsa let out a chuckle as she moved to unbuckle her belt. "I guess," she agreed. "Tonight has been a great night. I don't remember the last time that I've had so much fun. Thank you."
He beamed at her. "It has. I think asides from the Hans incident, tonight has been one of the few times when I've actually seen you happy. I mean truly happy," he admitted.
Elsa chortled. "Yeah and all it took was the scorn of my father and knowing that I've disappointed him again."
Frowning, he reached over to grip her hand and gave it a squeeze. "You're not a disappointment, Elsa," he whispered. "If your father can't see how truly amazing you are, than it's his problem, not yours."
He watched as tears welled up in her eyes and a small smile crept over her face. "Y..you mean that?" she whimpered.
Leaning in, he softly cupped her face before gazing into her eyes. "El, you are amazing. It pains me that you can't see how incredible you are. Hell, I could have told you for the last eight years how perfect you are. You are the most gorgeous, intelligent, caring, funny and sweetest woman I know. Of course, I mean it."
He watched as a small blush crept over her face. Biting her lip, she looked up at him. Her eyes flickered between his own eyes and his lips as she leaned in. Slowly, he tilted his head as he brought his lips closer to hers. He could feel his heart pounding as their lips drew closer. Silently, he prayed that the moment he had been dreaming of for the last eight years wouldn't disappoint. He felt Elsa shuffle as she brought her hand up to grip his own before leaning in closer...
The sound of a mobile phone ringing cut through the car. He let out a loud curse word as they jerked apart. Leaning against his seat, he watched as Elsa rummaged through her bag to answer the call. He sighed as he watched the way her expression changed as the caller spoke. Hanging up, she turned to face him.
"That was Anna," she frowned. "Apparently Dad's not happy. I didn't tell him or Mum what time I'd be home and now it's quarter to one and he's inside ranting about me."
Jack nodded in what he hoped would appear supportive and understanding. Silently, he cursed his luck that the moment he had dreamed about for so long had been ruined by an overprotective father. "It's okay. Go, I don't want you getting trouble," he urged. "I'll wait here until you're safely inside."
Nodding, she leaned over and threw her arms around him. "Thanks, Jack. I'll send you a message on Facebook and let you know how much trouble I'm in," she smirked.
He sighed and watched as she walked up the driveway and let herself into her home. He punched at the steering wheel before starting the motor and pulling away from her house. Shaking his head, he replayed the moment from minutes before where he had been so close to finally getting to kiss her.
A/N- Thank you to everyone for your continued reviews, support and reading this. I love reading your thoughts, the way you all get behind this story. Your reviews and support make the hours spent writing, researching and editing this story worthwhile.
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