In the almost two weeks since that night on the beach I'd seen Logan five times. We had one last weekend before school started and things got insanely busy for me again with all the assignments and extracurriculars I had, never mind babysitting. But I'd managed to make time for boyfriends in all of that before, so I didn't see any reason why this
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"Well, how many guys actually want to take out the little sister of the girl they're still getting to know for an entire afternoon?" I pointed out when he said I was acting like it was a chore to take us to the movies and the park. "But yeah ( ... )
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I wasn't sure exactly where this thing with us was going to go right now, but we were still having fun getting to know each other better. Besides, it's not like there was some sort of great rush to make some sort of huge declaration of intentions to each other or anyone else, right? I think Logan and I had more or less decided without actually saying it that we were pretty much exclusive. Not that I ever really have been the type to date more than one person at a time. When I'm with somebody, I'm with them. Period ( ... )
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There was only so much guy time until it became repetitively boring or verging on vaguely homosexual. Being with Meg was different - she was different. And there were hidden depths, sometimes to the point of worrying (because there was always something that was familiar in her) but I felt connected and I know that she did too. It was something, even if I couldn't name what had happened between us since day one ( ... )
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It was almost weird, given that we've only really spent the past two weeks out of the entire time we've known each other getting to actually know each other, how comfortable I feel around him. But this would be what, the sixth time in fourteen days we've spent time together? And we've talked on the phone a few times. Not ( ... )
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I felt a grin draw on my face. Of course, whether purposefully or not we were cast into roles (metaphoric or not) because of who we were. "How about we take it as a combination of skills and the fact that you have a very pretty face," I teased her lightly, reaching out to cup her cheek briefly after we parked.
I want to mock a little at her words. You mean actors consistently abandon their family for work instead of being there when their wives ( ... )
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At least if they hit us, there'd be something concrete to bring to Child Services. Something concrete. Something more than those stupid notebooks that we can't exactly prove Dad forced Grace to write ( ... )
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She could be expecting that maybe. There was a majority of the girls I had been with who had talked my ear off rather than actually exchanged a conversation that was mostly one sided. There was something that happened when you talked with people - the majority of conversations.
It just felt as if they were waiting for their turn to speak.
But it wasn't like that with Meg it wasn't her words smothering mine in a battle that meant absolutely nothing. I'm pretty sure that we would have been making out by now - long forgetting the food - if this was all that it was. Really, saying useless words or trying to fill an empty void in another way. There was no comparison.
"Well, it could become a bet," I corrected, tilting the box of chow mein towards her as she dug out more. I had to actually think ( ... )
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