“Right?” I laughed. “They decided that they needed to get us back together, so they were planning these elaborate grand gestures for me to prove my love to you, but I was like,how about if I just try talking to Julia like an adult instead of recreating whatever over the top romance books y’all are reading?”
“Prove your love?” she asked.
I nodded. “I wondered if you caught that.”
I took a deep breath and decided to be brave. “I love you, Julia. I realize that I should have told you earlier, but when we first changed from fake dating to a real relationship you seemed… I don’t know, weirded out maybe when I talked about my feelings. So I figured I should wait to see where you were, in case you needed to catch up or something. I decided to see if you said something first so I didn’t make it awkward.”
“I guess I could understand that.”
“I feel like we have good communication overall, but I’ve just been hesitant to be overly mushy with you, even if I’ve wanted to,” I confessed. “But really, I should have just followed my instincts.”
“You know, it’s funny. I’ve always hated that kind of thing -- mushy stuff and talking about feelings. Yet with you, I was hoping for it. Not at first. It took me a little bit to get used to us dating, and even longer for me to realize I was having feelings for you too. Then I was kind of waiting for you to bring it up again. It never entered my mind that you might be waiting for me.”
“Let me be clear now,” I said firmly. “I love you Julia. I want you to be my girlfriend again, and eventually I want to move in with you and get married and maybe have a family or get a cat or something. But if that’s not what you want, or you don’t want that with me, you need to let me know and I won’t bug you again.”
“I don’t really like cats that much,” she said softly.
“Do you like babies? Dogs? Bearded dragons? Stuffies?”
She laughed. “I’m not a stuffie lover. Not to kink shame, but I feel like we’re a little too old for that. We can do other kinky stuff though, you know I like that.”
“It’s interesting that’s where you mind went,” I teased.
“You’re the one who brought up stuffies.”
We shared a smile, then I asked, “So what is this then? Where do you see us going?”
One corner of her mouth quirked up in a smile, and I knew she was holding back on whatever smartass comment was floating around in her mind.
“Well first I see us going inside and having some fantastic make-up sex. Assuming we’re back together again?”
“We’re back together,” I said firmly. “The last week was just a pause.”
“Then let’s get on with the make-up sex and then let’s order some food and talk about the future. The future we’ll share together.”
“Sounds great.”
Julia
Ijumped out of my chair and pulled Chris into the house. I practically jumped on her before we even closed the door, my lips against hers, my hands sliding down her back to cup her ass. It felt good being close to her again. Our time apart felt like a lifetime, but the minute we touched, everything felt right in the world again.
“Look, I’m sorry I teased you for talking about your feelings in the beginning,” I said, pulling away enough to see her face. “That wasn’t very nice of me.”
Chris smirked. “It’s fine. I know I caught you by surprise that night.”
“You did. I thought you just wanted a fake relationship, so I was being careful to keep you in that friends with benefits box inmy mind. You wanting to change the rules was unexpected,” I said. “But it wasn’t unwelcome. I do recognize that it may have discouraged you from bringing up feelings again.”
“Well, if this is the biggest challenge we face in this relationship, I think we’ll do okay.”
“True.”
I kissed her again, my hand snaking up underneath her shirt to cup one of her small breasts. I gave her a firm squeeze, just the way she liked it, and Chris moaned against my mouth. I squeezed her again while my tongue dominated her mouth.
This time it was Chris who pulled away. “As much as I want to fuck you right here in this hallway, I wouldn’t put it past our mothers to come over and look in the windows to see if we’re getting back together.”
“It would serve them right to catch a glimpse of our naked asses,” I joked, pulling her towards the bedroom. “But let’s save that fun for another day.”
“Well, your mom’s already seen my boobs,” I laughed.
