Choices (Dear Jann Series 2)

Chapter 15: The Kiss

Punk as I could be, I still love reading bestselling novels. Mostly are about typical families and their mysteries and how they came out successful. Love stories where the knight in shining armor rescues the lovely princess. Sometimes, I fancy being in the fascinating story and experience the complex emotion they always depicted about promptly falling in love. With Markus, I felt like I was having the feeling of falling in love. Whenever I was with him, all my depressed moods were gone. It was like stepping on glowing clouds always. He always made me feel beautiful in all possible ways.

“Why are you looking at me like that?” I asked when we were finally on our own.

Markus showed up while I was hanging out with Marie. He modestly smiled and gently pulled me closer to him. He wrapped me with his arms, and our faces were just inches away. I could feel the warmth of his breath and for some reason, it was sending tingling feelings into my spine. My eyes explored throughout his face like my brain was trying to memorize every pleasant corner of his lovely face.

“You were so lovely yesterday.” he said lovingly as he slowly stroked my cheeks with the back of his palm.

“You saw me?” I asked, surprised and he nodded politely smiling.

“Then why did you not show yourself? I was looking for you, hoping you were there.” I said with a hurtful tone.

“I didn’t want to ruin your night.” he simply answered.

“That's silly. You will never ruin any of my night.” I said lovingly as I held his cheeks between my palms.

His face changed from smiling to suddenly frowning one. I hated looking at that face. I never wanted to see him sad or upset for any reason.

“What’s wrong?” I asked with so much concern.

I held his hand and looked him in the eyes trying to get a clue as to what made him upset. He forced a smile and heaved a sigh.

“I went there to watch you perform. You were really great. I love your outstanding performance. I am so proud of you, hon.” he said lovingly.

“I left a few minutes after your performance because I got so jealous with your partner. Rather than making a scene, I better left.” he properly finished. I carefully looked at him in disbelief.

“Are you serious?” I asked, and he just stared at me.

“We talked about this already.” I said and smiled at him.

“I know, but I just can’t stop what I am feeling. I hate seeing you in someone else's arms.” he said pouting.

“Ahhh, that’s so sweet. But we talked about this already.”

“I just don’t want to share. You only belong to these arms.” he said as he gently wrapped me tighter and gently rested his forehead to mine. It made me gently close my eyes and smile. There is that feeling again. Why do I feel butterflies inside my tummy?

“I love you, Jann.” he whispered earnestly.

I just love the way he whispers gently my name and tells me how much he loved me. I love hearing him say it over and over again. Sometimes, I feel like I want to record his voice saying he loves me so I can play it anytime I want to hear it. I guess that's how crazy I was about him.

“Hon.” he said as he slowly pulled his face away to see me.

“Yes?” I asked still smilingly because of what he said earlier.

“I had been vocal to you about how I feel. I always say I love you. How come, I never heard you say you… well… you love me too? Should I worry?” he asked with a worried face.

I smiled wider and held his face in between my two palms. My gaze wandered around his face again. I would never get tired of looking at his face. It was like my brain wanted to imprint in my memory for the rest of my life. I didn’t mind it. I wanted him to be part of my memory for as long as I could remember.

“Markus, my honey. I honestly don’t know what I feel. I don’t want to lie to you. What I know is I love being with you. You make my day so perfect, and I always wanted to be in your arms.” I started explaining.

“I have had boyfriends before, but I never felt this way. I don’t know if it is what they call love. But like I said, I wanted you beside me always. You make me feel happy, and I want it like that always between you and me. I am ungood in words. I don’t always say what I feel, but... I can show you how I feel.” I said and looked in his eyes lovingly.

“Show me honey. I want to feel what you feel for me.” he whispered back.

We stared into each other's eyes like we were both looking into each other’s souls. I was the first one to look away from his gaze but landed on his lips. Those sensuous lips that were inviting me to kiss. And slowly, I moved closer to him as my eyes closed when our lips touched. I felt like there was a surge of electricity running through all over my body. My hands on his face slowly circled around his neck as he pressed his lips to mine. His right hand travelled to my face as he held me tighter to him.

I kissed every corner of his lips as if kissing him that way would make him feel how I felt. I wanted him to know I do love him so much and I wanted him to feel my love in every kiss that I give him. He gently kissed me back as if asking me to gently lead the kissing. I smiled gently in between our kisses as I slowly invaded inside his sensual mouth. Invading it like it was all mine. It would be all mine and mine alone. I felt him respond as our tongues collided and danced to the rhythm of our hearts.

He was not my first kiss and yet all the feelings I had while kissing him was totally alien to me. Alien feeling and yet I love every moment of it. I wanted to kiss him more and more. Our kiss drew deeper and I could feel the warmth all over my body. I knew he felt the same way because I could feel his body warmth. I needed some air. I slowly withdrew my lips from his to take some air. We actually parted grasping for some air. We both chuckled about it. He passionately kissed me again. 

“I love you so much, Jann.” he whispered as he rested his forehead on mine again.

“I love you too.” I replied which made him smile and passionately kissed me fully on the lips again.

I was standing in front of the mirror in my room staring at myself. Markus walked me home after the intoxicating kiss. He said goodbye and told me how much he loved me before he left for his home. And now, I was acting like crazy in front of the mirror touching my lips. For some reason, I felt like my lips were swollen from kissing him. But I love every moment of it. Like I said, Markus was not my first kiss but the feeling was so virgin. It was the first time I couldn’t sleep because I was thinking of the kiss. I felt like his lips were still on mine. It was a sweet feel and taste. I simply couldn’t wait to see him again and be with him. Since then, I knew he would be a very big part of my life and I wanted to spend the rest of my life with him.

Markus surprised me that weekend when he showed up in my place. I was glad to see him though and was actually looking forward to spending the rest of the day with him.

“What are you doing here? It’s pretty early.” I asked and he beamed.

“I want to see you and spend the rest of the day with you. Is that bad?” he asked, pretending to be hurt with what I told him.

“How did you know what was on my mind?” I replied and we both chuckled.

I asked him to wait for me in our living room as I went back to my room to get changed. I felt so excited I couldn’t decide which I would wear. I scanned my closet and I felt like I didn’t have any clothes fitting for the day. It was frustrating. I settled with the red sleeveless shirt and blue pants. I curled my long black hair and put on some powder and lipgloss. I placed my earrings and my bangles and started my way out of my room. I was surprised when an arm pulled me by my tummy and before I could react, his lips landed to mine.

It took me a second to get out of my shocked stage until I finally settled and kissed him back. Honestly, I had been waiting for that kiss from him since he showed up. I surely miss him a lot. My hands curled behind his head as he kissed me passionately. I felt like my knees were too weak to stand and I was glad he had his arms around me to hold. We parted and both smiled.

“You don’t need a lipgloss to make your lips taste sweet.” he said when our lips parted.

“And you don’t need to surprise me like that.” I answered back and we both chuckled.

He kissed me again as he held me tighter to himself. Geez he was driving me crazy everytime he kissed me. I just wanted to be in his arms for as long as I could.

“Let’s go.” he said and held my hand as we both went out the door.

We started walking and honestly I didn’t even notice which direction we were going. I was just happy to be with him that very moment. He was gently holding my hand all the time, and I just didn’t mind it. We talked about just anything we could talk off until I noticed we were walking towards their house.

“Where are we going, hon?” I humbly asked, confused.

He naturally gave me a sweet smile and gently pulled me closer to him. He kissed me on my forehead before he answered.

“I want you to meet my dear parents.” he answered lovingly.

I instantly froze with what he answered. I felt like all the air left my lungs and I simply couldn’t breath. My hands started sweating and I even felt like my eyes started watering. I simply wasn’t ready for what he said.

“What are you talking about?” I asked nervously.

“I want you to meet my parents. They are home and waiting for you.” he said as he gently squeezed my hand.