Unthinkable (Tate Langdon)

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Tate could no longer hear the words pouring from between the kid's lips, sound funneling into a constant drone as his vision turned red.

Why was this guy grinning at her, like that? Was she returning those stupid fucking puppy dog eyes this guy was giving her? Did she wish it was his hand she was holding instead of Tate's?

The questions that filled his mind rolled in like a storm cloud, running through again and again until he couldn't think straight.

He was pulled out of the spiral only when Eve's hand squeezed his just a little harder.

"Sorry, I'm so rude," she apologized with a self depricating roll of her blue eyes. "Josh, this is Tate. Tate, this is Josh. We have Mr. Dawes for chemistry together."

Tate tried to compose his expression into something friendly for Eve's benefit, but he couldn't change the hardness in his dark eyes that bore into those of the boy who had invaded their evening.

"Nice to meet you, Josh," he said quietly. Any longer of a sentence and he wasn't sure what might come out of his mouth.

"Um, yeah, man. You, too," Josh said with a nervous smile. Good. Nervousness meant he wasn't completely stupid.

"I'm gonna go," the kid said, jerking a thumb at his group of friends and shoving his hands into his pockets. "I think we're gonna check out The Last Action Hero, that Schwarzenegger movie?"

"Oh, cool. See you in class," Eve said and smiled politely, obviously unaware of the daggers Tate's eyes were throwing.

Josh jogged back to rejoin their group which quickly moved inside the theater after a few quick glances back to where Eve and Tate stood.

"He's a really nice guy," she summarized her friend for him, though he was as anything but convinced.

"I think he likes you," Tate answered sullenly. This, for whatever reason, made Eve laugh.

"What? Yeah right. He's totally moony over Victoria Smith. You know, that chick with the purple hair?" she mimed the girl's long flowing locks with a smirk.

"I mean it," he pushed a little more, disappointed at the loss of contact when her hand slipped from his.

"Oh, c'mon, Tate. I'm not exactly every guy's dream girl. Not everybody in the world is dying to get their hands on me," she dismissed his concern with another soft laugh. "He's just a friend."

For now, he mentally completed the sentence for her.

She shook her head at him leaned against the wall of the parking garage and fumbled in her purse, likely for her cigarettes.

Despite her calm about the situation, there was an urgency in Tate, something that said he had to act at that very moment. If he didn't, he was leaving it all too open ended, too up for intpretation.

He had to make sure she stayed where she was supposed to be and remembered where that was - with him.

He boldly leaned forward and captured her lips with his, finding her stiff and surprised only momentarily before kissing him back with a smile. She allowed him to inch forward slightly until she was flush with the wall, pinned gently in place by his kiss.

"You are every guy's dream girl. My dream girl, at least," he whispered, nuzzling his nose against her jawline.

"You're cute when you're jealous," she spoke in return.

Her lips were curved upwards in a smile, her eyes having fallen shut in the moment. He placed his hands on either side of her face, tilting up slightly so that their gazes lined up.

He knew what he had to say to impart the seriousness he felt, even if the words themselves terrified him from the inside out

"I love you, Eve."

She blinked at him for a few tense, heartrending moments in which he thought the sheer anticipation might cause spontaneous combustion before leaning up to kiss him softly, just once.

"I love you too, Tate."

And that was all it took, for the moment. Those words were enough to pacify the fear of her departing from the course, of losing her.

He knew those feelings of security wouldn't last - they never lasted long enough - but for the moment, he felt safe.

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Once again, Tate goes about things in entirely the wrong way. Sigh. The poor dear just can't win with himself.

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