My Sister's Keeper

Chapter 8

Nora pulled into her driveway and practically sprinted into the house and called Josie. With one ring she picked up. “Hello my darling. What has you calling me at this hour?”

“So last night Spencer kissed me. Then we kinda sorta made out at the park just now.”

“Wait what? … s**t” Josie had dropped her phone. “Sorry I threw my phone in pure excitement. First off ummm deetz.”

“Well, when they dropped me off spencer walked me up to my door and he pushed some hair back behind my ears and then he pulled me closer to him and gave me the lightest kiss. Then he left. Then today after church he messaged me to meet him at the park. So, I did and we made out.”

“No Nor you need to explain the make-out in explicit detail.” and so she explained in a way that made Josie feel like she was there watching.

“So, he was good kisser I take it?”

“Very. and I may have invited him over tonight.”

Nora had to tear the phone away from her ear because her friend was assaulting her eardrums with an, “AHHHHHHHHHHH, yay does this mean that my sweet innocent bestie is going to lose her V?”

“Oh my god Josie, No, but that doesn’t mean we can’t talk and make-out.”

“Ugh, boring. So, I have news.”

“Ok spill.”

“I just left Remi’s house.”

“Oh my god Josie, you didn’t”

“Why the hell wouldn’t I? Have you seen that man shirtless?”

“Well I guess it's only fair considering how long he has been pining and following you around like a lost puppy. Soooo, how was it?”

“Amaze…. like toe curling, eyes rolling to the back of my head type possession shit.”

“Ok, TMI. You could had stopped at amaze.”

“Elenora I expect a full report when you actually do lose your virginity. After that you will know exactly what I am talking about.”

With a snort, “I will do no such thing. Maybe I already have, and you had no idea.”

“Elenora Quinn do not play with me. I would know.”

“Or would you?” and before Josie said anymore Nora hung up the phone.

***

Knock Knock on the door. Nora bout took off running but tried to calm herself by walking slowly to the door and taking a deep breath before she opened it.

Spencer had a small bouquet of pink cosmos, take out from Chang’s restaurant, a bottle of wine, a copy of the movie Grease, and a pair of fuzzy pajamas that she happened to realize he was wearing too.

“Spencer, these are all my favorite things. How did you know?”

“I have my ways.” he said with a sly smile.

“Hmmm, you asked Josie huh?”

“Yes, but it turns out she knows you very well.”

“That she does. Come in, I’ll put these flowers in a vase.”

He followed her into the kitchen where she got out 2 wine glasses and corkscrew. He began opening the wine while she looked for the vase. She got it and put some water in it and cut off the bottoms of the flowers to put in the water.

“Where are the plates and silverware?”

She motioned to above the sink and he got two of everything down, including napkins.

“Go change into your jammies and I’ll start arranging the food on the table.”

“Ok, I'll be right back.”

She took one last glance over her shoulder as he placed the dinnerware into perfect etiquette upon the table. Then he started going through the bag.

She came back into the kitchen and was stunned. The only light was from the candles that were lit everywhere. He had Elvis can’t help but falling in love playing low in the background. He was pouring the wine into the glasses when she finally looked at him. My god, she thought as something dangerous started stirring within her.

“You planned all this out within an hour?”

“Well I wanted to woo you. Are you being wooed?”

“I am, yes.”

“Well, my lady, give me a spin so I can marvel at your fuzzy footed pajamas.”

She giggled and said, “you are wearing them too ya know?”

“Oh, I do.” He walked over to her took a hand and spun her around. “But they look better on you.” Then with the other hand he grabbed her waist, and he started to step with the music. She laid her head on his chest. He pressed her closer as he put both hands on her waist and she put both her arms around his neck. He gave her the softest kiss on the forehead and as the music started to come to a close, he took her hand again, spun her around and dipped her.

He brought her back up and their lips met. Both his hands came to cup her face, and she had one of hers around his back under his shirt feeling his back muscles and the other on his arm as it flexed with the effort behind this kiss. He was pushing her back until she was flush against the counter. He lifted her up and she wrapped her legs around him. Both challenging the other. Hands being traced along everywhere, every crevice, every muscle. He went to grab for the hem of her pants and Nora jumped off the counter to get as much distance as possible. She didn’t know how she managed it considering her body was singing for the opposite.

He looked stunned, “are you ok? Did I hurt you?” As he tried to walk to her.

She backed away, “no I’m fine. You didn’t hurt me.”

Concern registered on his face, “then I don’t understand, did I do something wrong?”

“No, you didn’t do anything wrong.”

He started to walk towards her again. But she put out a hand. “Spencer, I’m a virgin. I don’t want to do something I’ll regret but it is important to me. And I feel like if we keep doing… umm, that then I might not be anymore.”

He contemplated for a moment and then said, “that’s all?” As a smile played across his lips.

“Yes, that’s all. If that’s all you want, I’m not your girl.”

He closed the gap and took her hand. “I like the thought of you untouched. The thought that when you are ready…” he bit his lip, “We will take it slow. As slow as you want Nora.”

“You will get tired of me.”

“Nope I could wait forever for ya. I already have. A little longer won’t hurt me but you can’t knock a guy for trying.”

She sighed in relief. She was inclined to agree with him. She cleared her throat, “would you happen to be hungry then, I’m famished.”

“It so happens that I would.”

He pulled back her chair for her to sit. Then they ate and laughed and drank wine. Then they went into the living room and snuggled while watching Grease. He played with her hair, and they kissed some more but it never went as far as that.

the clock struck midnight, and he cleaned the plates and wine glasses. Put the takeout and wine in her fridge. She walked him to the door, and he lifted her chin and gave her one last kiss.

“Call me.” He said and with that he left.