He sat there watching her, his own heart hammering within his chest. The very idea of doing… that… with Katelynn was enough to turn his skin from blue to purple in a split second. Now Jack was a polite young man, but he was also an honest, healthy, in love young man.
Jack would be lying to himself if he denied that he had thought of her like that. Of her hands touching him in ways nobody else had ever done. Her lips against his, her body pressing against his in those wonderful ways he thought he’d never know. How he had touched himself to these thoughts.
They had recently stopped, though. She was hurt, now. She was in casts. And was going to be in a wheelchair for over half a year. He doubted they could do anything like that. A part of him screamed in frustration at that. He had a girlfriend. A beautiful girlfriend who allowed him to kiss her, to hold her hands and hold her to him and their deep kisses the day before had only reminded him how new they were… but also how nothing would happen.
He swallowed dryly before reaching out, and touched her leg gently.
“I-it’s o-okay..! W-we don’t have t-to think a-a-about that s-sort of th-thing for a l-long time…! Y-you ha-have to g-get better, K-katelynn I.. I would never m-make you do something y-you’re not r-r-ready for..! I said w-we would g-g-go slow a-and I m-meant that…”
She was still shaking a bit, but glad for the reassurance, her hands cupped together near her chin, looking completely innocent. “T-Thank you Jack…I-I’m sorry to have made you..assume..I just..I-I’m not sure yet if I’m ready…and I’m really glad you understand…you’re s-so sweet to me.”
She hated that it scared her somewhat, because she was curious over what it’d be like with him, using a movie image as a guideline and replacing herself and Jack with the characters. Her face flamed at the image but she found she wasn’t completely scared by it.
She was actually slightly wishing it. His touches were always so gentle and loving and doing…that…would make it even more special with someone she loved.
Unlike when she was 15…
Jack reached for her, and covered her hands with his and drew them in close, and pressed his lips to her knuckles, shutting his eyes.
“Wh-when we’re ready… it.. it’ll happen… b-but only one you’re ready, a-and healthy, Katelynn… don’t th-think that’s what I’m after be-because I care more about y-you as a person than… than that… sort of thing…”
Jack Maple 