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.You’re in love with Becca.I can see it all over your face,” she said to me in such a serious tone it freaked me out.I just sighed.“I don’t.You and my mom happen to disagree, though,” I told her.“Well, when you realize you do love her, which I think will be soon, just give me credit for knowing it before you did,” she said.I just nodded as she walked out of the house.I believe that was the end of us.**Becca’s family lives in San Jose, so that’s where we are driving for Christmas break.This time, though, it’s only a six hour drive instead of a twenty-two hour drive, so that’s good, but it is still six hours with Becca in the back of a van.Her parents in the first row and her grandma and grandpa are in the second.That means we are in the third row, and I’m not sure if I can do this.I let her climb into the way back first, then me second.Right when I get seated in the seat, Becca’s grandma puts the chair back so we can’t get out of the third row.Her grandma and grandma slide into the second row and look back at us.Becca is wearing capris yoga pants and a purple “Roxy” jacket.Her hair isn’t combed and she doesn’t have any makeup on.It’s sexy.“You guys trapped in the back?” Her grandma giggles.“Of course those two are in the back, they’re like peanut butter and jelly.Stuck together,” her grandpa says to no one particular.I give him a polite smile then look over at Becca.She’s smiling back at me as she takes out her blanket and puts it against the window.At least we have windows, by the way.This is not exactly the same as me in the driver’s seat and her in the passenger seat with her tan legs up on the dash board.Fuck.Becca rests her back against the blanket and spreads her legs out against the seats in front of us.One foot is super close to touching my knee.My body is on fire and she’s not even touching me.When I look back into her eyes, they’re sparkling.She then closes her brown eyes and tries to sleep.Five minutes down, five hours and fifty-five minutes to go.I brought movies, though.I brought Step Brothers, The Hangover, Bridesmaids, and 21 Jump Street.Becca has seen all of them except for The Hangover- which she refuses to see.She says it’ll be boring and will have too many penises in it.How can you have too many penises? Girls are freaks.I pop one in the DVD player, since the van has two DVD players attached to the roof.This is a good thing, because I don’t think the grandparents want to see penises and cops trying to make each other throw up so they can spit out drugs.I pull on one of the headphones that connect to the DVD player and turn up the volume.I take the remote out of the cup-holder and press play.Then Becca opens her eyes and stares into mine.She smiles.I melt.What the hell is going on with me?“What are we watching?” She asks as she sits up.As she does, her hand touches my side.I go a little googily-eyed.I am officially going crazy.“21 Jump Street,” I say, trying to concentrate on the previews and not the fact that she smells fucking amazing – like cookies.“Yay,” she says.Guess I’m not watching the movie alone, now.Which could be a good thing, because all I want to do lately is spend time with her.When she’s sleeping over at Chasity’s house, or music rehearsal is running late, I miss her.I miss everything about her.Her smile, tears, frustrated looks when she’s doing homework, and her relaxed body when she’s laying on the couch watching her favorite TV shows.It’s just everything about her, even all her crazy little pet peeves that make me smile.She looks over at me right when the movie starts with those gorgeous brown eyes and kick ass smile.Then I can’t help but check her out.Her body is so great; it’s insane.When did she get so, um, sexy? She definitely didn’t have those boobs when we were little, that’s for sure.She rolls her eyes when she catches me checking her out, and turns her head back to the TV screen.**When we’re about forty-five minutes into the movie, Becca lays her blanket in the middle seat in between us.She twists her body so she can lay her head down on the blanket and get her whole body on the seat.Her blonde locks are now touching my leg.Breathe, Kade.In and out.There you go.She falls asleep.Her hair on my leg, her body moving up and down with her breathing pattern.Her eyes are closed and she looks like an angel, so I shut off the movie and decide to take a little nap myself.I reach over the seat, into the trunk, and grab my pillow that’s hanging out of my suitcase.I put my pillow against the window and rest my head against it.Then I fall asleep.I wake up two hours later to Becca’s grandpa tapping me.I open my eyes and the old man is smiling at me.“We’re going to stop in a few minutes to get gas and food.Would you like to wake her up?” He points to Becca.I nod at him then he turns back around, his arm around his wife.I look down at Becca, who is still sound asleep.My arm is on her side, resting around her body.Her eyes are closed and she moved in her sleep, so her head is in my lap.I take my hand off her body, and she wakes up.She rolls over so she’s no longer on her side, now on her back.Her head is still in my lap; her eyes are looking up into mine.She smiles her warm smile and I can’t help but smile back.The car pulls into the gas station and Becca and I get out to go to the bathroom.Since there’s only one, I let her go first.Girls always have to pee like every hour.When she comes out of the bathroom, she holds the door open for me as I walk in.I lock the door and hear Becca’s footsteps slowly fade away.When everyone gets back in the car, we start driving again.It’s only two and half more hours to San Jose.But I don’t want the car ride to end.Because now, Becca is leaning against her window again, book in hand, looking at me.She smiles, and in this moment, I know I’m fucked.In this moment, I look at her, and know.Kimberly is right.I am in love with Becca.**I have to tell her.We are walking into the lobby of our hotel and I have to tell her.She looks amazing in her sweats.“Kade, Becca, take these keys and drop your bags off in our room and we will help Grandma and Grandpa with their bags.” Lindsey hands us each a key to our room and tells us our room is on the fourth floor.It’s silent in the elevator ride up.Becca is on her phone and I am just watching the elevator floors pass us.We get off the elevator at floor four and turn down the long hallway.Becca opens the door with her key card.“My aunt just texted me.She got us the toffee we always get on Christmas.” The door closes behind us, leaving us alone in the hotel room.“It’s like the best tasting toffee I have ever tasted in my life,” she says as she turns around to face me.She looks so amazing.Those brown eyes looking up at me.I take a breath and before I know it, I’m leaning to kiss her.“I love you,” I say then kiss her.I kiss her passionately.Her arms are sliding around my neck and mine are hugging her waist.I hold her body against mine and it feels so damn good.Nothing can replace this feeling.I just kiss her and kiss her.I don’t think I can ever get tired of kissing her.She finally pulls away after about a minute [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]