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    Church of Hot Addiction – (Chapter: Chapter Five)

     

    “Changed how?” I said not understanding what she was getting at.

     

    “I mean…do you still feel the same way about me today as you did in High School?”

     

    I wasn’t sure how I should respond and just looked at her with a blank stare.

     

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    I watched Spencer as her face went completely blank. I wasn’t sure if I should have started the conversation with such a forward question but I had to know. My feelings for her had not changed at all and I was hoping hers hadn’t either. The silence was beginning to drive me mad and I nervously bounced my leg up and down.

     

    I looked down at my hands and waited for any response from Spencer. I didn’t notice how she had moved closer and I jumped when I felt her hand on my knee ceasing my nervous bouncing.

     

    I looked up into her eyes and saw the deep emotional blue eyes that I had fallen in love with the first time I met her. Her eyes could tell me that nothing was wrong without having to say a word; they could tell me how much she wanted me without having to touch me; and they could tell me how much she loved me without my even having to ask her.

     

    Her blue eyes were telling me my answer when her voice wouldn’t or couldn’t. I saw her glance at my lips and back up to my eyes as if they were asking for permission. I licked my lips and saw her smile slightly as she leaned forward slowly. When her lips touched mine I felt like I was going to explode.

     

    She kissed me softly letting her lips linger on mine for seconds at a time. Her hand was gently squeezing my knee as she kissed me more and more. I let my hands caress her cheek as she continued to let her lips take over my own. I felt her tongue trace my lower lip and I let out a moan into her mouth.

     

    I could feel her smile and she continued to lick my lower lip. I opened my mouth for her to enter and she gladly accepted the invitation. Her tongue slipped inside my mouth finding my own. When our tongues touched my mind sent me back to that first time we had kissed in high school.

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