Hope's Chance(33)



When he whipped around the corner in a baby blue polo shirt and plaid shorts I gasped. He was so handsome. His tan skin and brown eyes stood out with the light shirt. I loved the way it fit against his chest.

“Wow you clean up nice.” I joked.

“I try.”

He grabbed both of the bags from me again and we started walking back to find a place to eat. Chance led me into a small little place I had never noticed before. It was in the basement underneath a surf shop. The smell of marinara sauce filled my nose and I knew it was a pizza place right away. Little tables were situated around the small room and few people filled the seats. Chance led me to a quiet corner table away from everyone else.

He pulled out my chair for me and helped me scoot it back in. “A chair for my lady.”

I smiled and watched as he took his seat across from me. He handed me a menu. “So have you been here before?”

“Buffy brought me here a couple times the first week we were here. The pizza is the best.”

I looked over the menu and then set it back down on the table. “How about we share one.” I suggested.

“Sounds great to me.” He said as he put his menu down. He reached over and grabbed my hand. “Are you having a good day Hope?”

“It’s been the best.”

He squeezed my hand. “I agree.”

The waiter came and Chance ordered us a pizza with two iced teas. In all the times I thought he wasn’t paying attention to me, he seemed to have picked up on everything. He knew my favorite topping was mushrooms and that I liked unsweetened iced teas.

He played with my hand on the table even after our drinks and our food came. His smile did things to me. It made me feel like I was the only person in the room. I loved it.

Even after we finished eating, we sat at the table and continued to talk. He shared stories about when he and his sister were children. He talked about a tree house that all the neighborhood kids hung out in, that you needed a secret word to be able to get inside. Chance talked about his favorite dog Buttons, who bit all of his neighbors on their butts, but never hurt him.

We walked around the boardwalk, holding hands and sharing stories. He won me a stuffed frog by throwing rings onto the top of a small jug. He offered to put it in our bag, but I wouldn’t let it go. Chance even got me to go on the Ferris wheel with him. I looked down at the people as it circled around. He held me close and kissed me on top of my head. I leaned into his body and he held me tight against his chest.

When we starting walking back to where he parked his bike, he bought me an ice cream that I ended up sharing with him. He kept taking it from me and touching my nose with it, leaving some sitting there, so that he could kiss it back off.

He kept making me laugh and I couldn’t remember the last time I had felt so happy for that amount of time. When we got to the block of the boardwalk that the bike was parked, he pulled me onto the beach. We removed our shoes and held hands as we walked down the beach. The waves crashed in the distance and then it would come in and reach our feet as we continued walking.

We came to a lifeguard stand and he climbed up inside of it, urging me to follow him. I dropped my things and climbed up behind him. He situated me on his lap as we looked out into the oceans never ending skyline. We sat back and watched the sunset, while the cool ocean breeze blew across the beach.

Chance kept taking my hand and pulling it to his lips. He wrapped his arms around me and put his fingers in between mine. I pulled him around my waist tighter, wishing we could stay in this very moment forever.



Chance



I never imagined I would find her. It had never occurred to me that she was what I had always needed. Today had been effortless. Being around her came natural to me. As she pulled my arms around her tighter, I finally felt like I wasn’t alone. She had filled a void that I thought would never be filled, that I never even had wanted to fill. Until now.

As the night sky fell upon us, I wished for more time. I didn’t know how I could do it, how I could let her slip away from me. She knew that my attempts to ignore her in the past month were only to hide my true feelings. She knew now how much I wanted her. But, what she didn’t understand was that I needed her. I needed her to listen when I had a bad day, to hold me when I was upset and to accept me for everything that had happened in my past.

She didn’t know that as we sat in the lifeguard chair I held her close because I physically didn’t want to let her go. If I could have stayed here forever I would have.

A bar on the boardwalk had a band playing and the music filled the air with a beautiful sound.

Before I could stop myself. “Hope, I think this has been the best day of my life.” I said through her hair.

She turned around and looked at me. Her eyes glistened from the bright moon above. She slowly pressed her lips against mine and brushed her tongue against them. I opened my mouth greedily and accepted her tongue against mine. Hope brought her legs around and straddled mine. I slid my hands beneath her dress and stuck them inside the elastic of her panties on each cheek. As she kissed me deeper I squeezed, causing her to begin rocking against me.

I sucked the side of her chin and her ear lobe, finally licking down the side of her neck. Her hands reached up my shirt and began sliding them over my nipples.

As she kissed me she pulled away. My eyes opened and she leaned her forehead into mine. “Chance, I need to ask you something.” She whispered.

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