peak around his bathroom door. When I don’t see him, I open the door the rest of the way and make a mad dash for the bed. As soon as I’m on it, I hear Connor laughing.
“Trying to beat me and pretend you’re asleep?”
My mouth drops open, “I, uh … no … I don’t know what you’re talking about.” I tell him dismissively.
He continues to laugh and shake his head, “Get in bed. I’m going to turn out the lights.”
I do as he says and soon feel the bed shift under his weight.
“Harp open your eyes. It’s just me.”
“Only if you stop laughing at me.”
I hear him chuckle, “Ok, ok … I’m done laughing. Now, will you please open your eyes?”
I take a deep breath and slowly open my eyes. We are lying side by side, facing each other. Connor moves his hand up to my face, and tucks a piece of hair behind my ear before grazing my cheek with his thumb.
“You are so beautiful,” he whispers.
Thankfully, it’s dark and he can’t see me blush. His words and closeness … I’ve never had anyone tell me that before. It feels nice but I’m reluctant to believe it.
“Stop doubting yourself.” he says kissing my right cheek.
“You are talented,” he says kissing my forehead.
“And smart,” he’s kissing the tip of my nose.
“And the most beautiful person I know inside and out,” He’s hovering over my lips. I look into his eyes as he watches his thumb trace my lips.
I close my eyes and feel my heart flutter. My stomach flips like I’m on a roller coaster just starting to take the dip down after the long climb up. I open my eyes and see him looking at me.
“I know this seems sudden for you, but Harp, I’ve liked you for a long time. There’s never been anyone else, even though I’ve tried to get you out of my mind by dating other girls. No one can compare to you. I want us to be … together.”
I see his eyes are filled with genuine emotion. I know he’s waiting on me but I don’t know what to say, so instead I lean into him. I’m so close that our lips are slightly touching, and I can feel the warmth of his breath on me again. I close my eyes and kiss him tenderly.
We pull apart and a smile tugs at my lips, “Ok.”
“Ok,” he says kissing me again. He tugs my bottom lip. I can feel heat in this kiss from my toes all the way to my head, I’m tingling all over and I don’t want to stop. We kiss and pull each other closer, my arm wrapping around his neck while my hand fists in his hair. His hand skims over my shoulder leaving a trail of goose bumps before moving down my back and pulling me into him. We lay there pressed into each other and kiss until I pull away to get some air.
“Wow,” I say trying to recover.
“I know,” Connor says with a huge grin across his face.
We lay there for a few minutes just taking each other in and catching our breath.
“I don’t think your mom is going to let us sleep together anymore when she finds out.”
“Crap, you’re probably right. Guess that means we have to make the most of it tonight,” he wiggles his eyebrows up and down suggestively.
“Let’s not get carried away,” I lightly smack his solid arm.
“Ok, ok … you’re right. Let’s get some sleep.”
Once my back is completely pressed into his chest I sigh fully content.
“You have no idea how long I’ve been waiting for this,” he says breaking our silence.
“Why didn’t you tell me before?”
“I was scared you didn’t feel the same way. I know how closed off you are and that makes you oblivious to things sometimes, so I knew you only thought of me as a friend. But seeing you dressed like that and hearing you go off on Vincent … I knew I wouldn’t be able to stop myself tonight.”
“So you weren’t really mad at me for being dressed like that?
“No, I wasn’t mad, I was totally turned on. You are always so in control. You keep your emotions to yourself, and I don’t know, I guess seeing you stand up for yourself was hot.”
“Hmmm,
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A Hundred or More Hidden Things: The Life, Films of Vincente Minnelli