Chapter
ninety-one:
Jenna found
herself awake around two in the morning.
She carefully
got out of bed and snuck down the hall. She crept down the stairs to the
kitchen for a bottle of water.
The first floor
was dark, but there was a bright light in the kitchen. Jenna stepped into the
kitchen to find
Jenna drew in a
deep breath. “Hey,
He swallowed
hard. “Hey.”
“Just get in?”
She inquired, reaching past him for a bottle of water.
”Yeah… yeah, I did.”
“Oh. Did you
have fun?” She asked. She felt slightly awkward standing next to him in a tank
top and bright pink pajama pants.
“A
little.” He shrugged,
closing the fridge door. He crossed the room and clicked on the overhead light.
She watched him
cross the room and pull out a chair at the table.
“Listen, I need
to talk to you.” She leaned back against the counter. “Luke told me… that you
called him and asked him to come here.”
She nodded. “He
said you even paid for his ticket.”
“It’s true.”
“I… I don’t
understand,
She shook her
head. “No… that makes you the sweetest guy on the planet.”
”It’s the same thing.” He rolled his eyes.
“
“Yeah, well…” He
blushed slightly.
“
Uncomfortably,
he put his arms around her loosely, and returned the embrace.
He didn’t want
things to be weird between them, but he knew they already were.
”Listen, Jen.” He said finally, releasing her. “I
don’t want this to be awkward between us. I shouldn’t have said anything. I’m
quite comfortable with hiding my feelings for you. Let’s just pretend I never
said anything, okay?”
“I’ll try.” She
smiled sympathetically. “I should go to bed.” She patted his shoulder and
walked past him.
“One
more thing?” He
asked, turning in the chair.
“Yeah?”
“Don’t let it
get out that I’m a nice guy, okay?”
Jenna laughed. “Sure.”
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Christy woke to
Isaac rummaging around the room.
“Baby?” She sat up, pulling the blankets to her
chest.
“Yeah?” He responded, sitting in a chair to pull
on a pair of socks. “Sorry. Did I wake you? You can go back to sleep, it’s
still pretty early.”
“You’re going to
the studio today?”
“Yeah, didn’t I
tell you?”
“I don’t think
so.”
“Sorry. I’ve got
to go today though. Maybe we could get together later? Tonight?”
”Okay…”
”I was thinking this morning in the shower. We were discussing picking a date
for the wedding. How about within the last two weeks of September? We’ve got
two weeks off between tour dates; we could get married, and then finish out the
tour, then off on our honeymoon before Christmas.”
“That’s soon. Ikey, that’s only a four month engagement… that’s soon.”
“I know, but I
think we can pull it off. We’ll have a lot of help, and I absolutely can’t wait
to marry you.”
“I can’t wait
either. The last week of September will be perfect.” She was clearly attempting
to hide her excitement.
He smiled at
her, and crossed the room. He bent to kiss her lips.
She tightly
grasped his t-shirt in her hands. “Ikey… stay…” She
begged, kissing him again. “Please?”
“I can’t,
honey.” He grinned, but kissed her again. “I have to work.”
“Hmmm… stay…
I’ll make it worth your while… hmmm?” She asked between kisses.
Entirely
distracted, he continued to kiss her, following her as she lay back in the bed,
pulling him on top of her.
She kissed him
deeply, tangling her hands in his hair.
“Mmmm… wait, wait!” He protested, pushing himself up by his
hands on the bed. “I really have to go.” He grinned lopsidedly. “I have to
work.”
“No, baby…
baby!” She protested.
He got up from
the bed and grabbed his wallet off the dresser, slipping it into his back
pocket. “I really have to go. As much as I’d love to stay here with you, I’ve got
to work.”
She sighed. “Alright. You can go… but give me a kiss goodbye.”
He grinned. “I
think I already did.”
“No, I want a
proper kiss.” She pouted.