The Fake Date: One Shot Contest Entry

I remembered uttering those three words to him last night, before I drifted off to a heavy sleep.

“I love you”

I met his gaze again and saw the same intense gaze he had given me before I looked away, he gave me a lopsided smile and it sent my heart fluttering,

“Eli, I’m sorry for blowing up” I said looking down at my intertwined hands, my cheeks heating up from my embarrassment, he stayed silent and waited for me to continue

“I woke up and you were gone, so I thought you’d left me and used me, I thought I was just another plaything or something and that once you’d done your business or got what you wanted you’d leave and forget about me, and just go back to being angry at me” I sobbed, tears falling onto the white sheet, making the areas of impact transparent,

“Amie” he said, “Amie look at me” he repeated, lifting his hands to either side of my face and making sure my face was level to his,

“Amie, I would never leave you like that, you’re not just some plaything to me, you’re not a toy to me, you’re real, and you make me feel things I haven’t felt for a long time,” he took a sharp intake of breath and closed his eyes, lowering his head taking his hands away from my face, where the disappearance of his hands made my cheeks feel naked, and abruptly cold,

I lifted his face up and this time I urged him to look at me, I saw the conflict in his eyes as he tried to battle with himself about something, something that I was oblivious to. He pried my hands away from his face and took them in his own, my hands felt small and petite in his large ones, cliché as it sounds they were calloused but at the same time they offered warmth and tenderness.

“Amie did you mean it last night? Did you mean it when you said you loved me?” he asked, his eyes no longer showing any conflict or indecision, this time they looked hopeful and I couldn’t stop the truth from bubbling over my lips,

“Yes, I meant it, every little word” I said, looking up from out entwined hands and meeting his gaze, a sly smile spread across his face and for a fraction of a second I thought he was going to laugh at me and call me stupid for admitting it, but instead he just brought me in for a hug, his hands resting on  my exposed lower back,

“Oh thank god, I thought you were just playing with me..” he said his words muffled when his lips found my bare shoulder, kissing tenderly and whispering in my ear, “because guess what Miss May? I love you too” my breathing became shallow and I pushed him away from me, smiling in satisfaction when his face dropped suddenly.

“You mean it? You really mean it?” I asked him, pushing his hair back from his eyes, he looked up and gave me the same intense gaze again, forming knots in my stomach,

“Why wouldn’t I mean it Amie? You saved me from my mundane life, I was always being reminded of Kaitlyn, but you saved me and I have you to thank for that” he replied, inching his face closer to mine and I felt his breath wash over my face, “and you really did look sexy, you still do actually” he said, running his finger down my back, making my shiver from his featherlight touch.

He cupped my face in his hands and his lips touched mine, the kiss started slowly sweetly, but after a minute or two a sense of urgency started to creep in and the kiss turned more intense and more passionate, both of us only pulling away for a second to regain our breaths. We resumed our kissing and a wave of bliss engulfed me, everywhere his hands touched left a burning trail; my neck, my back, even my butt. I moaned quietly and felt my body being guided back down to the mattress.

“Mmm, Eli…Eli stop” I said, placing my hands on his chest. Only giving me a small grunt and continuing to kiss me, the blanket seemed to get thinner and thinner as he continued, his lips lingering on my shoulder and neck, sending my body into overdrive. I pushed my palms against his chest, becoming a little slick from the sweat beads that formed due to my nervousness,