wide as she realized what he was saying. "You mean you threw that big of a party at the last minute for me?"
He nodded. He felt his face turn crimson, and he hoped the lights in the hallway were dim enough for her not to notice.
"But, why did you invite me to a party that wasn't happening?" she asked, her face still confused.
He shrugged, considering it. "It's like I said earlier. It sounded like you needed to blow off a little steam." He gave her a little smile, then let out a sigh. "And...I wanted to see you, but I didn't want it to be a big deal or anything."
Finally, the confused faded away, and she smiled up at him while tucking some of her blonde hair behind her ear. He couldn't help but notice the curves of her neck. He wondered what it might be like to kiss her neck right there, he wondered how soft would feel snuggled up against him.
"That's sweet," she said, leaning a little closer to him. "But, you didn't have to go through all of that trouble for me."
She was so close now that he was having a hard time focusing his thoughts, having a hard time thinking about anything but what it might feel like to hold her in his arms.
"Next time you want to see me," she continued, "you can just ask me out. You don't need an excuse."
An even bigger smile spread across his face.
"You mean like ask you on a date?"
She frowned, giving him a little pouty look. "Am I not dateable?"
He shook his head. "No, I'd love to go on a date with you."
"Oh yeah? And what would we do on this date?
He let out a little laugh. "Something fun," he said. "Definitely not another frat party."
"What then?"
"I can't just tell you," he said. "That would take all of the mystery out of it."
Her smile spread even wider. "Well, I'm free for surprises on Saturday," she said.
"I thought I was supposed to be the one asking you on a date," he said, grinning fiercely.
"Well you hadn't done it yet, so I was starting to think you needed a little more encouragement."
He let out a tiny laugh. Sarah really was something else. It had been a long time since he'd been able to talk so naturally with a girl before, like he was able to just be himself.
"Well...Sarah...would you like to go on a date, Saturday?"
Her smile was replaced by a serious look as she considered it. Then she shrugged a shoulder.
"I suppose I could find the time if I rearrange some things..." He laughed and shook his head as she broke into her own smile. Then she gave him a serious look. "I'd love to."
They both fell quiet and Jeremy knew he had to get out of there soon, while he still had a shred of willpower to do so.
"I should get going," he said. He pointed back down the hallway with his thumb.
Sarah drew in even closer to him, still clutching her keys to her chest. She looked up at him with those beautiful, blue eyes, and he felt every one of his senses crumbling in front of her. She reached up and wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him into a slow hug. For the longest second imaginable, he felt frozen by her touch, then he wrapped his arms around her waist.
They held each other like that for what must have been five minutes. Feeling her that close, feeling her in his arms, feeling the flesh of her cheek pressed up against his neck, Jeremy didn't ever want to let go, he didn't ever want that feeling to go away. His heart pounded in his chest even harder than it had all night. It was pounding so hard she had to be able to feel it, too.
As they held each other, Sarah squeezed him even tighter, pulling him even farther down into her. Her cheek slid up from his neck until their heads were resting against each other. Jeremy squeezed his eyes shut, feeling the warmth of her face on his, and struggled to keep his senses about him. He could feel her nose as it nudged him, could feel her lips graze over his skin.
He was about to lose his mind.
He started pulling away from her, but she held him close. Their eyes met for a brief second before she looked down at his lips. He
He nodded. He felt his face turn crimson, and he hoped the lights in the hallway were dim enough for her not to notice.
"But, why did you invite me to a party that wasn't happening?" she asked, her face still confused.
He shrugged, considering it. "It's like I said earlier. It sounded like you needed to blow off a little steam." He gave her a little smile, then let out a sigh. "And...I wanted to see you, but I didn't want it to be a big deal or anything."
Finally, the confused faded away, and she smiled up at him while tucking some of her blonde hair behind her ear. He couldn't help but notice the curves of her neck. He wondered what it might be like to kiss her neck right there, he wondered how soft would feel snuggled up against him.
"That's sweet," she said, leaning a little closer to him. "But, you didn't have to go through all of that trouble for me."
She was so close now that he was having a hard time focusing his thoughts, having a hard time thinking about anything but what it might feel like to hold her in his arms.
"Next time you want to see me," she continued, "you can just ask me out. You don't need an excuse."
An even bigger smile spread across his face.
"You mean like ask you on a date?"
She frowned, giving him a little pouty look. "Am I not dateable?"
He shook his head. "No, I'd love to go on a date with you."
"Oh yeah? And what would we do on this date?
He let out a little laugh. "Something fun," he said. "Definitely not another frat party."
"What then?"
"I can't just tell you," he said. "That would take all of the mystery out of it."
Her smile spread even wider. "Well, I'm free for surprises on Saturday," she said.
"I thought I was supposed to be the one asking you on a date," he said, grinning fiercely.
"Well you hadn't done it yet, so I was starting to think you needed a little more encouragement."
He let out a tiny laugh. Sarah really was something else. It had been a long time since he'd been able to talk so naturally with a girl before, like he was able to just be himself.
"Well...Sarah...would you like to go on a date, Saturday?"
Her smile was replaced by a serious look as she considered it. Then she shrugged a shoulder.
"I suppose I could find the time if I rearrange some things..." He laughed and shook his head as she broke into her own smile. Then she gave him a serious look. "I'd love to."
They both fell quiet and Jeremy knew he had to get out of there soon, while he still had a shred of willpower to do so.
"I should get going," he said. He pointed back down the hallway with his thumb.
Sarah drew in even closer to him, still clutching her keys to her chest. She looked up at him with those beautiful, blue eyes, and he felt every one of his senses crumbling in front of her. She reached up and wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him into a slow hug. For the longest second imaginable, he felt frozen by her touch, then he wrapped his arms around her waist.
They held each other like that for what must have been five minutes. Feeling her that close, feeling her in his arms, feeling the flesh of her cheek pressed up against his neck, Jeremy didn't ever want to let go, he didn't ever want that feeling to go away. His heart pounded in his chest even harder than it had all night. It was pounding so hard she had to be able to feel it, too.
As they held each other, Sarah squeezed him even tighter, pulling him even farther down into her. Her cheek slid up from his neck until their heads were resting against each other. Jeremy squeezed his eyes shut, feeling the warmth of her face on his, and struggled to keep his senses about him. He could feel her nose as it nudged him, could feel her lips graze over his skin.
He was about to lose his mind.
He started pulling away from her, but she held him close. Their eyes met for a brief second before she looked down at his lips. He
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