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“Then let’s make a promise,” I suggest, holding out my pinky finger. “Let’s promise to always bring out the best in each other, to keep creating memories like these.”
As the words leave my mouth, I find myself conflicted and confused. Always? That’s not a word I’m used to. Always, forever? That sounds too permanent for a man like me. I don’t do that shit.
“Deal,” she agrees, locking her pinky with mine, cementing our pact. As we continue our day at Disneyland, I feel as though I’ve discovered something truly magical—a connection that transcends the enchantment of the park itself. And I know, deep down, that this is only the beginning of our story.
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As we walk toward our next ride, I find myself constantly stealing glances at Spencer. She’s dressed in her usual simple outfit, yet she looks effortlessly beautiful. There’s an unpretentiousness about her that I find incredibly refreshing. In a world where everyone seems to be trying so hard to impress, Spencer remains genuine and true to herself.
“You ready for this one?” she hands me another note, grinning up at me as we approach the towering roller coaster.
“Absolutely,” I respond, matching her enthusiasm. But internally, I’m grappling with my growing feelings for her. I’ve always been known as a womanizer, someone who never took relationships seriously. Yet here I am, undeniably drawn to this incredible woman who has managed to break down my defenses without even trying.
She grabs my hand and leads us to the front of the line, as if she were making a declaration. As we strap ourselves in, I notice how her green eyes sparkle with excitement, making my heart race even faster than the anticipation of the ride itself.
The roller coaster surges forward, and we’re both swept up in the thrill of it all—the adrenaline rush, the laughter, and the shared experience of pure, unadulterated fun. As we disembark, still buzzing from the ride, I marvel at the way Spencer’s mere presence seems to amplify the magic of the world created for a guy with his mind full of magic.
My mind is a whirlwind of contradictions—the desire to keep things lighthearted and fun while simultaneously yearning for something deeper and more meaningful with Spencer.
She shakes my arm, her brow furrowed with concern.
“Yeah, I’m fine,” I reply, offering a reassuring smile. “Just lost in thought for a moment there.”
She scribbles fast in her notebook. “Alright, but if you ever need to talk, you know I’m here for you,” The sincerity in her eyes makes my heart swell even more.
“Thank you. That means a lot to me,” I tell her, my voice cracking slightly with emotion. It’s becoming increasingly difficult to keep my feelings at bay, but I know I need to tread carefully—not only for my own sake but for hers as well.
~~~
The sun dips below the horizon, casting a warm orange glow over Disneyland as it transitions into the night. Spencer’s face mirrors the sky, radiant and illuminated with happiness. We find ourselves near Sleeping Beauty Castle, the perfect spot to watch the fireworks display that marks the end of our magical day. The anticipation buzzes in the air, and I steal glances at her in the fading light.
Spencer’s green eyes wide with excitement, then using her pad to communicate with me, she says, “I’ve always wanted to see the fireworks up close. Thank you for today.”
“Anything for you,” I reply without even thinking, my heart thudding against my chest. The tension between us swells, almost tangible as the first firework explodes overhead, painting the sky in vivid colors.
She breathes, her gaze fixated on the dazzling display. I take this moment to really study her, appreciating how her eyelashes cast shadows on her cheeks and the dimple that forms when she smiles. My desire for her, both emotional and physical, reaches its peak, and I struggle to resist the magnetic pull that draws me closer to her.
“Spencer,” I begin, my voice barely audible above the sound of the fireworks. She turns to me as if her ears were straining to catch my words. “There’s something I need to tell you.”
Her curiosity piqued. Her sweatshirt falls slightly off her shoulder, revealing the curve of her collarbone, and I’m reminded once more of her unpretentious nature—a stark contrast to the superficial world I’ve come to know.
“Ever since we met, I’ve been feeling… different,” I confess, my heart racing as I lay my emotions bare. “Here I am, standing next to you in the happiest place on Earth, and all I can think about is how grateful I am that you’re in my life.”
Her eyes open wide like saucers. All the words I need to hear are there, ready for me to read them.
“Say you feel it too,” I plead, my voice barely more than a whisper.
She nods, her body trembling as the fireworks continue to light up the sky above us.
“I’ve never met anyone like you before, and I’m…” My confession is barely a breath, but she doesn’t need to hear it to get it.
As the final firework bursts overhead, showering the night with glittering stardust, I realize that our story is just beginning.
Her lips parted ever so slightly as if sensing the intensity of what’s about to transpire.
As I take her into my arms, I can feel her heart pounding beneath the simple fabric of her sweatshirt, her vulnerability shining through despite the confident exterior she usually displays.
I take a deep breath, the scent of gunpowder and night air mingling with the faint aroma of popcorn and cotton candy from the park. “There’s something I need to do,” I confess, my hands trembling with anticipation.
