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from my mysterious present. He gently kisses me. I let go; my hands work their way to his hair, my teeth biting his lip. A seductive moan comes from him and I smile beneath the kiss.
     “This feels too good, Luke, I am so attracted to you.” He smiles and goes instantly shy. I didn't expect that.
     “ Hard with compliments?” I ask.
     “Something like that.” He replies and shrugs. He opens the driver's door to leave and I pull on my handle.
     “Leave it.” He warns. I instantly remove my hands and hold them up in protest. I watch as he walks round to the passenger door, opens it, and holds his hand out for me to take. Such a gentleman.
    I take it, reluctantly, and he helps me out of the car. He grabs the bag with the desserts in it out of the back and pulls me into an embrace , his face buried in my hair, and breathes me in.
     “One second.” He says, lifting his index finger and pulling away from me. He does a little jog back round to the driver’s side and opens the door. He leans in and attaches something to the stereo. A familiar song fills my ears and he walks back round to me, his eyes never leaving mine as he holds out his hand.
     “Dance with me.” He whispers.
     “What, here?” I look around to see if anyone is watching.
     “Yes here, now.” I take his hand and he pulls me into him. My hand finds his shoulder and his is at the base of my spine. Our spare hands linked together. My head is just above his shoulder and he leans down and again, buries his face in my hair.
     “You smell beautiful.” He whispers as we slowly dance in the parking lot. I pull him closer. We are lost in a world of our own, dancing in the parking lot. I can’t think of anything else more romantic. He is so perfect. So, how come he wants me? We have come so far in five days. It’s crazy how quickly you can fall for someone. He dances so well. He is moving me and our feet are gently stepping around each other. The song finishes and he kisses me softly on the lips.
    After our romantic charade, he leads me into the grounds. There are giant baseballs all around and they look so unique for a stadium. It makes me feel proud.
     “What baseball team plays here?” I ask.
     “Minor league, Greensboro Grasshoppers, they’re pretty good.”
    
  He walks us into the center of the stadium and it’s so strange being on a field. I have seen hundreds of games, as my father is a huge fan, but I’ve never been on a real field.
     “This feels weird.” I mutter as he walks out in front of me.
     “Why?”
     “I’m so used to being in the stands.” I laugh and he smiles at me.
     “It’s cool right.” He gives me a welcoming grin, opens his arms wide, and does a full circle. I forget how young he is. How young we both are. I feel so adult right now.
       “So, you’ve never brought a girl out here, I have a present, and you forgot to tell me that your family owns the diner we ate at.” I fold my arms in front of me, tapping my right foot. I pout. He looks at me and giggles.
     “You look cute.”
     “No I don’t.” I look away and shrug.
     “You do.” He laughs.
     “No....I don’t!” I yell.
     “YOU DO!” He shouts and runs toward me.  I instantly start to retreat and run the opposite way.  He chases me and catches me within seconds. He picks me up so I am higher than him, his hands just under my behind. He looks up at me and I lean down and kiss him. My hands are on either side of his face and I fall into him. He gently lowers me, our lips not leaving each other’s.
     “You are adorable, Ella.” He breathes as he releases me.
     “What’s happening, Luke?” I ask.
     “I’m falling for you.” He whispers.
     “Likewise.” I whisper back. He picks me up and tosses me over his shoulder.
     “Luke, what