Louder Than Words (Fall For Me) by Melanie Marks

Author:Melanie Marks [Marks, Melanie]
Language: eng
Format: azw3, epub
Published: 2014-01-27T05:00:00+00:00

Mason bought me lunch at this pizza place just a few buildings away from the museum. It was the same place we used to always go back when we were in middle school. It gave me these strange little tickles in my stomach to be there with him again. The whole experience left me feeling achingly nostalgic and … wonderful.

It made me want to hold his hand and … kiss it. And sit really, really close to him. And run my fingers through his hair and tell him that I loved having him as a brother and I missed him.

Instead of saying or doing any of that though, I said: “Weird being here again—huh?” My voice was all throaty for some reason.

Mason’s brow rose. “Yeah. I was just thinking that. It hasn’t changed that much—yet everything’s changed.”

I swallowed down the golf-ball sized lump in my throat wondering if he was really talking about the place—or if he was talking about us. How everything about us had changed. I mean, last night we’d kissed. And we’d gotten into a fight. Mason and I used to never fight. Ever. He would always just give me what I wanted, but in a nice way. Like he wanted to do it.

His eyes were on me now looking reflective, but then a small smile crept on his lips. “I wonder if your boyfriend still works here.”

I groaned and rolled my eyes. There was this young guy that used to work here. He would always give me crayons and a coloring book when he sat Mason and me at our booth, like he thought I was a kid or something—only he didn’t look at me like he thought I was a kid. And once he asked me if Mason was my boyfriend. I had told him yes and Mason had laughed. But after that, Mason always teased me about the guy and called him my “boyfriend”—especially when the guy started giving me free ice cream. Shudder. Mason would watch me eat it with a big smile on his face. Knowing I wanted to turn the ice cream down, every time … only I liked ice cream too much. And hey, we weren’t made out of money … and well, it was free ice cream. I would share it with Mason when the guy wasn’t looking though—or sometimes even when he was looking. I mean, I’d told the guy Mason was my boyfriend. So, it seemed rude he didn’t give Mason ice cream too.

Only Mason had laughed at that, telling me he wouldn’t accept free ice cream from a guy…. But of course not long after that girls started giving him “free” range of their mouths—and everything else he wanted. So, whatever. His telling me guys would always give me free ice cream didn’t seem to mean so much anymore. But back then, hearing him say it had made my stomach flutter. Maybe it’d had more to do with the way he said it, and they way

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