Ch. 61.
* I will not cry. I will not cry. I will not cry. *
• …I know what he is saying. Trying to. I just don't talk to juveniles unless they are in need of medical services.
- I love the friendship they are building up. This ‘no bullshit’ attitude is making it all much more comfortable.
• "What is it that they put in your cracker at church that I don't seem to be getting?" Okay, he was funny twice.
- I love Em!!! Dearly.
• Grace tries to reach for me. Bella puts her small hands in mine and sits up. "What your mom just said." She fixes the tag hanging out of Grace's shirt. "She likes the music."
- When you give us those little details, it makes me feel like I’m not reading a story. I’m sitting in a living room and watching people. Being a part of it. Loving this part of your writing skillzzzz!
• After she leaves I find Bella in the kitchen, toting Grace on my hip. She is making a salad. I pause at her side and lean my face in to kiss hers. A small smile and then she lifts her face to mine, giving me a kiss on my lips, where I truly wanted it. One turning into two. Two to three. Three and then smaller hands pushing her face away.
- That was the most single sweetest thing I’ve ever read. Small hands pushing her face away!!!! Aww, I wanna kiss those small hands and give teeny tiny bites to them.
• I laugh a little and take a bite of bread. "He's just busting my balls. No pun intended."
- See. That’s why I love Em. He is always concerned about friend’s balls. LoL
• "I want to have sex."
- Just like that. She says it. Ah… How I love this woman.
• Why do I feel fifteen? "Why don't you just stay for a while? Um…we could watch a movie or something." She looks up. "It's getting late. I have class in the morning. And uh…I'm sure you're tired, would like to go to bed." Man. Up. "Yeah…that's kind of where I was thinking of watching the movie." My heart races. My insides are a pool of nerves and I am sweating like I have not ever had sex with this person before. I make no sense. But apparently, I do, because her eyes realize what I am saying. Trying to. Suggesting. "Are…are you sure?" "Only if you want to. Watch a movie. You know." I try not to smile, but fail as the corner of my mouth lifts. Amusement and playfulness paints her face, too. "Well, I really didn't come prepared to, you know, watch a movie." "I have everything you need to watch a movie. Don't worry."
- This whole part gave me giggles. And at “I have everything you need to watch a movie.” I was a big breathless laughing mess.
• The door clicks and I fall back against the pillows, cursing silently to myself…except Bella has removed most of the pillows and I hit my head. Hard. "Fucking shit…"
- This nervousness makes so much sense. No matter how you love somebody. How you are sure, they love you back. It’s always hard to find the comfort again after such a long break. Even though the way you wrote it gives me giggles, I’m totally with Shullen. I’m a little bit, just a tiny bit angry that she made Bella upset by hesitating and making her unwanted but… I totally understand.
• "Maybe you only dig pregnant chicks."
- Fuck! You know… ooofffff. I need to take deep breaths to not cry. There are things you love about a person. Every times they happens you just love them more and feel like “yeah.. s/he is being herself again”… and when you are away from them or about to be away from them, this whole “how I love….”s begin to make you teary. Because now they are not just an aspect of their personality but also an aspect that you’ll miss deadly. And knowing that makes it all bittersweet more bitter than sweet depending on the capacity of your bitter and sweet tanks. :~) I’m gonna write it one more time. This is so Bella Bella. And I love Bella Bella moments… So very much.
• I move my hips to say what my mouth isn't asking. She moves hers, to answer.
- Into the box, please. I love speaking hips. ‘And again. And again. And again.’
• I pause, holding my breath. Holding her hips. Holding everything that is about to end everything. She tries to move and I hold firmer. Not yet. Her hand smooths over my face, calming me. A small kiss.
- Aggh! I love a man to stop everything to stop himself from….finishing it all. I don’t know but it shows a great strength to be able to resist… And strength is sexy… Even when that beautiful creature was spelling it ‘I don’t have the strength to stay away from you anymore’ … Yeah, I love that restaurant scene. *dreamy.eyes*
……… And the rest is just.. Guh! How do I tell you without making it awkward. Hmm… You know. A person may love fruits, generally. But s/he also may love one more than the other. Let’s say, she enjoys a good, delicious apple. But when it comes to a perfectly ripe and juicy strawberry, she loses herself in the taste and thinks strawberries’ beauty is otherworldly… what I mean is “I want to keep her here, tucked under me, where she is safe and she is mine” is my strawberry. Yeah?
• "I love you, Bella." – “More. I love you. More."
- I’m telling you… Only you could write it this beautiful with double meanings and God how I love double meaning.