AftfT01 - Again for the First Time by Pierre Raven St

Author:Pierre, Raven St [Pierre, Raven St]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: retail, Romance, Historical
ISBN: 9781502893680
Google: R-P5rQEACAAJ
Amazon: 1502893681
Published: 2015-01-20T23:00:00+00:00

Chapter Thirteen

Lissette

I didn’t know what to say. After thinking long and hard about it, I came up with just that…“I don’t know what to say.”

Real smooth.

Luke smiled confidently, seeming like my lack of a response didn’t rattle him in the least.

“I just… I didn’t realize you felt like that.” My heart fluttered, urging me to tell him what I’d been holding in. I parted my lips and waited for sound to come out. The words, “I feel the same way,” finally broke the silence as I stared at him. “Still, I wasn’t expecting to hear you say that.”

He shrugged. “It’s the truth. I honestly thought you’d already figured that out.”

I don’t know, maybe I had, but hearing him admit to his feelings was a totally different story. Most people would think we were imagining it all, the love we shared for one another, because our time together had been so short. But I’d never felt anything more real in my entire life. No other guy I’d been with had managed to have me so completely enthralled like Luke did.

No one.

I stared at him some more. “When’d you know?” I asked, recalling when I first defined my own feelings for him.

Luke chuckled and scrubbed his hand lightly over his chin. “I think I realized it last Saturday—the day of your sister’s shower.”

The fact that my realization hit me that exact same day came as a shock, but I didn’t say anything yet.

Luke went on. “It was like, from the second I got here to pick you up, and I saw you come out of the lobby… I just knew. Something clicked when I looked into your eyes. I stopped being scared of what I felt and just decided to own it—regardless of how soon it happened, regardless of what we still have to learn about each other. I just knew.”

My hands started to tingle as I stared at him, at this man who I could now freely admit to being in love with.

“What about you?” He asked. “When’d you figure it out?”

“The same day,” I confessed. “That evening when we talked, you know, about my condition.” I paused and recalled how kind he’d been, how he didn’t make me feel broken or flawed because of my illness. He had no idea how far that went with me, had no idea how I’d struggled with self-esteem issues and owning who I am for most of my life. He didn’t take all day and all night to think about whether he could deal or not. He just took the approach that, if this was me, if this was what I had to deal with, then he’d take me as I was.

And I loved him for that.

I stared at him some more and didn’t say anything else. I couldn’t. If I tried, I’d cry and I wanted to keep our evening light. So far, we’d had so much fun that I nearly forgot about it storming.

“All right, your turn,” I cut in, quickly changing the subject.

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