"Sean how did you do this?" we were standing on the deck of an amazing yacht. I didn't think Sean was rich.
"My uncle let me use it for the night. Do you like it?"
"Like it, Sean, I love it! This is not what I expected at all. Chris had me believe that you hated me. I thought you were dumping me."
"Oh Serena. You're my world. My rock. You are my everything. "
Sean. Oh my Sean. All mine.
"You mean everything to me Serena. I've realized that I should stop pressuring you to have sex and when you're ready..."
"You'll be here?" He have me a giggle when I said it.
He pulled me close to his chest and hugged me
"Yes Serena. I'll be here." he kissed my forehead.
I heard 'I don't dance' come on the stereo, and of course, I grabbed Sean and made him dance with me.
"I don't daaaaance.... but here I aaaaaaaaammm..."
"Sean you have such a nice voice!"
"Serena is that sarcasm?"
"Whaaaat? me? sarcastic?" I gave him a kiss
"You are too cute Serena."
" Just dance with me"
He pulled me close and started twirling me around. The song ended and another one came one.
"Oh I love this song!!"
"That's why I put it on. this is our song Serena."
"Sean I don't know why I ever doubted you. You're love and affection is amazing. And I'm so glad you're girl."
We sat down to a beautiful dinner and champaign.
We talked about love and life and I think I've had too much champaign...
my vision was a bit unstable but I blame it on my dry contacts. But I noticed my speech was not right. But I blamed that on or being so cold out.
We danced some more but I just didn't feel good. Before I knew it, I was swept up bridal style and brought to....
A bedroom?
"Sean... no.. please no sex"
"Serena are you ok?"
"Ummmmm I think I had too much champaign."
"Serena you need to go to sleep. You're drunk."
"Waaaait Sean come here"
"Yes?"
"I want you. Right now." I just remember kissing him. A lot.
"Serena... as much as I'd like to, you're first time can't be a drunken mistake. this is for your own good.
I woke up still on the boat with the worst hangover I've ever had. Did we have sex last night? I don't remember anything past dinner.
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Ever Lasting Love {Major writers block}
Teen FictionSerena was just 16 when she met the love of her life. She had no clue he would be the one guy to tell her he truly loved her for all she was. Their relationship may be perfect, but everything leading up to it was just the opposite. This is the story...
