Whispered Dreams - Chapter 18 Butterflies in my Tummy

I felt butterflies get free in my tummy; they were flying all over the place. I've never been with Jake in a situation like this, better late than never right?

My heart swelled up in my chest when I heard him laugh. He looked relief, he looked happy like he was given his Christmas present when I said Danny was just a friend.

Was he jealous? God... just that thought made me weightless. I couldn't think of the reason why he would be, unless he had the same feeling I felt but he didn't. So... is Jake going crazy?

Didn't got much time to ponder on that fact, he started tracing invisible patterns in my collarbone, my shoulder... with his tip of the nose which was freezing or was it just my body being over-heated? No idea... but it felt good, it felt out of this world.

Our body couldn't have been stiffer, if you ask me, other than his head moving along the invisible patterns, we were still as a stone. But even so that was the most intimate we've ever been over the years. It was like my dream coming true, or was it just a dream? One of the reasons I wasn't moving was that, maybe it was just another cruel joke of my imagination and if I moved just a wrong tiny bit I would wake up breathless in my bed to start over this day again.

Just then I couldn't feel his cold face anywhere near now. I was scared to open my eyes as I realized it was closed. What if it's a dream? What if I started hallucinating as well? I couldn't take the cruelty. So I didn't move from the place. I stayed right there.

Just when I was starting to feel positive that it didn't happen and there was no Jake, I heard Jake sigh. I opened my eyes to see him standing about four steps away from me rubbing his face with his giant hands. I was shocked... it isn't a dream, Jake's there... Jake's here right in front of me.

"I'm so sorry Zoey" Jake started to apologize but before he could continue his rambling I ran to him without a thought.

Well, of course I wasn't thinking, that move... SO wouldn't have happened people!!

I crashed my body to his, when I landed to his body I knew I felt impossibly complete. It wasn't like I felt incomplete before but this was like... like I belonged to him in some way. My hands flew around his neck, my eyes shut mesmerized by the way it all felt, my head instantly buried to the gap between his face and shoulder like it found its place. I was at my tip of the toe to reach that spot.

But Jake hadn't reacted one bit after the plane crash... I mean the body crash... with the worst possible landing I guess. Did I hit him with my thick skull? Shit! Oh god... how am I gonna face him? He must have been thinking that I'm some psychopath now. Fuck you Zoey! What are you gonna do now?

I slowly pulled myself down from him, slowly and unwillingly yelling in my head. Can't. Face. Jake.

I was so busy cursing myself that I almost didn't notice Jake catching my arms and putting it in place. I was still standing on my heels of the foot but lower than before. My head was already away from where it was I couldn't face him now. What if he started laughing? Oh crap that's gonna be bad!

Then I felt Jake pushing me on my foot. I titled my head a little bit upward but I was still facing the ground. Jake pushed his forehead to mines.

I was still embarrassed, I ordered myself not to look at him. My hair fell to the side of my face like a curtain to it. I instinctively pulled my hair back to my ears. I saw Jake move his free hand and then he pulled some remaining strand of the hair back to its place.

That's when I let my eyes see his face, he was staring back at me with so much intensity I could barely handle it.

Jake pulled my head to be level with his; he was lowering himself to be at my level. He moved forward, closer to my face. He placed my hands to its former place and then he lowered his neck a bit more and touched his lips to mine.

My heartbeat had hitched to an abnormally high rate, my breath was ragged. He made his lips stay to mine for a few seconds, like he wasn't sure if he should continue. He lowered his hands, which had caught mines, to my cheek, cupping my face to both his hands.

And then he started kissing me, I was scared a bit. Maybe I forgot how to kiss. What? That was possible. But then I mentally slapped myself and slowly, like really slowly kissed him back. My lower lips caught between his and I got the pleasure to hold his upper lips between mine.

I kissed him slow and steady breathing in between. We moved our lips at the same swift movements. Our lips molded into each other. His hands cupped my cheeks in place like they were too fragile to let go.

My mind was blank the whole time. My body was reacting purely to Jake's actions. I don't know what I would have done if I were actually thinking about everything, as in people downstairs, his girlfriend, my so-called boyfriend, our friendship... blah.. blah... who cares? I'm kissing Jake, the guy I love...

When I finally grasped that Jake kissed me and is still kissing me, the butterflies in my tummy grew too big to contain in there, I smiled to his moving lips as I felt my knees get weak. I was so happy, I could have been jumping right then and there.

With a final tug to my lips he parted away, and came back for one more little peck. Before we could say or do anything else I heard footsteps heading up slowly. He must have heard it too because his body had stiffened, my hands were still around his neck.

"Jake... are you there? Jake..." I heard that chick say.

Crap... my fluttering butterflies died at the horror.... that chick had the worst timing EVER!!! Damn her!
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