shoulder again. I could see he was not as tense now.
“I’ve never been in love till now.” I whispered softly, feeling all emotional. “This is all new to me. I’ve never known the touch of a guy who truly loves me and isn’t just trying to please himself.” I looked away. I could feel the tears welling up in my eyes. “I need to be close to you Will. It’s like I can’t breathe if you’re not here.” He ran his hand softly along my cheek again, wiping my tears away with his thumb.
“Then I will never leave you. I will be yours forever if you want me.” He gave me that damn smile that melted my heart every time.
“Forever it is and no exceptions, Mr. Darcy.” I curled up next to him as he put his arms around me.
“It’s agreed then.” He kissed the top of my head. “But let’s not rush into anything you’re not positively ready for.”
“Okay, but I’m getting pretty positive it won’t be very long till I am ready for a more serious relationship.” I sighed.
“That’s a very good thing.” He laughed softly. “A very very good thing.”
Chapter 8
“Weird How?”
William came over every day when he was done with classes. I was struggling with my history course and I had a major test coming up. Will was a whiz at history. He seemed to know everything, often stuff not even in our books, much to my amazement. This afternoon he was going over my test prep.
“Do you want Coke or Pepsi?” I asked him as I headed to the kitchen to get us something to eat.
“None for me. I’m good.” He was shuffling through my papers. “I’m not hungry, but you go ahead and eat.” He didn’t look up from the jumble of history papers on the coffee table we had in the living room. He was holding a pen with his teeth, engrossed in his work.
“You can eat here; ya know we do have food here.” I snapped feeling slightly annoyed. He never seemed hungry and if he did eat, he just nibbled.
“Oh no I can’t,” he mumbled, thinking I couldn’t hear him.
“What is it with you Will? You won’t come to dinner; you seem to eat very little when you are here. When the hell do you eat?” I was kind of mad at him. I had baked cookies from scratch last week and believe me I don’t do the whole baking thing. I thought I’d do something nice for him. I was pissed he never even tried one cookie. He said he ate them when he got home, but I wondered if he was lying to me.
“I eat. I… just have a sensitive stomach.” He winked at me. It was hard to be angry with him, giving me that gorgeous smile of his. It was getting late now and we had to finish up. Dad was due home, so we wrapped up our study time. Will headed home, since he had an early class the next morning.
Later that night I sat up in bed, my mind was rolling with thoughts and questions. I couldn’t stop thinking. I feared my medication would be needed if I started thinking too much. I thought of something better and grabbed a notebook to get all the nutty thoughts out of my head. I flipped to a blank page, got a pen and began to scribble down the questionable information in my head. I sat thinking hard of all the things I knew about William. The things that seemed a bit… odd.
*STRANGE THINGS*
Hardly ever eats around me. Apparently doesn’t sleep much either.
Doesn’t like going outside for long on sunny days.
Very honorable and well behaved (you know what area!)
Absolutely hates the sight of blood (more than normal if you ask me.)
Has not told me anything about his childhood.
Changes subject when I mention meeting his parents or family.
Speech is articulate, not like typical guys. (I love the English accent!)
Wears sunglasses all the time even on cloudy days (maybe he is trying to be ultra cool but it is a bit weird).
*KIND OF NORMAL* (or stuff I just love)
Does eat a little. - He ate a Big Mac at McDonalds the other day…and he seems to like Taco Bell?
Extremely good at kissing (too good)…. no complaints on that!
Always there for me (I can call him at 2 a.m. and he’s awake). He always seems to be awake.
Respects me. A LOT!
Very in tune with his emotions (cool but not like regular