Every Single Part Of Me
Story by Daisy
~~*Chapter Three*~~
The car trip home was just as quiet as the car trip there, if not quieter.
Finally, I broke the silence.
“Bethany, would you like to come over to my house and watch a movie?”
I asked, hoping that she’d say yes and I could get a move on this bet. She
instead looked at me with those same scared eyes.
“Look, I know we haven’t known each other for that long, but I want
to change that.” I looked at her and watched her expression change. “I want
to get to know you better.” A lot better! I laughed inwardly.
“Okay.” She said a bit reluctantly. I drove the way to my house and
helped her inside.
“I’m gonna get something to change into.” I said, heading up the
stairs, then turning around to face her again. “Would you like to borrow some
clothes to change into?”
She nodded and followed me slowly up the stairs. I led her to my bedroom.
Well, I’ve got her in the bedroom, why not just throw her down on the bed
and get a move on? I laughed and she looked at me questioningly. I rummaged
through my drawers and pulled out an oversized t-shirt and handed it to her,
hoping she wouldn’t ask me for shorts. She didn’t. I showed her where the
master bathroom was and she got changed in there.
I’m just gonna change in here and if she sees anything, then it’s
just oops! I grabbed a pair of boxers and changed slowly into them, hoping
that she would step out of the bathroom and find me there. It would be a lot
easier to get in bed with her if I was already halfway naked. But I couldn’t
dress any slower and soon I had to just pull them on. I waited until she came
out of the bathroom.
I sat there, staring at her in my big t-shirt. Her legs peeked out from
the bottom. The t-shirt cut off at the thigh so I had a pretty good view of her
legs. She held the folded dress in her hand and I led her back downstairs. I
flipped on the TV and popped in Mission Impossible Two. I sat back on the huge
armchair and watched as she sat in the very center of the couch.
We were about ten minutes into the movie when I got an idea. “Bethany,
come here.” I patted the seat next to me very much aware that the chair was
meant for one person only. But it was a pretty big armchair and, with a bit of
cuddling, I bet we could fit in one more. She didn’t move.
“Come sit with me.” I asked, scooting over. She slowly got up from
the couch and walked over towards me. She stopped and stood directly in front of
me, unsure of whether she should do this with a guy she just met. I reached up
for her hand and pulled her gently down next to me. We sat there, squished
together, for a few minutes. Finally I couldn’t take anymore.
I slowly threw my arm around her shoulders, careful not to look into her
scared eyes. I still wasn’t comfortable so I scooted her closer to me,
wrapping my arm more tightly around her. I reached over with my other hand and
held her cold hand in mine. I pulled her with that hand and softly pushed her
with my arm so that she was cuddled in my arm. Her shoulders slowly began to
relax and her hand slowly came out from beside her and wrapped around my
stomach, her cold fingers cold against my bare skin. Her head was resting
lightly on my shoulder and I could smell the sweet scent of her flower-scented
shampoo. I deeply inhaled and buried my face in her hair. I softly let my lips
touch her hair. I reached around with my free hand and turned her chin towards
my face. I could feel her body begin to tense. I gently massaged her chin with
my thumb and stared deeply into her eyes. I closed mine and leaned in.
Her cold hand closed on my wrist and she pulled away from me. She stepped
off the chair and stumbled backwards, shaking her head with a silent apology.
She grabbed her dress and quickly let herself out the front door. I don’t know
how she got home because I was the one who had picked her up and dropped her off
at my house. I groaned and rubbed my head with my fist, frustrated at how damn
prude she was. I got up and grabbed the phone.
“AJ?” I asked when he answered.
“What’s up, buddy?”
“I swear, I have never met a girl that’s as prude as she is! She
wouldn’t even kiss me!” I ran a hand through my hair and then shut off the
movie.
“Damn, that’s too bad.” He said sarcastically. “Wanna give up the
bet?”
“No, I’ll do it. I’m just saying it’s not going to be easy.” I
thought about how her lips had come so close to mine and then she freaked out.
Nope, it wasn’t going to be easy.