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EnglishVoice Age
Young Adult (18-35)Accents
North American (General)Transcript
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he ended the game, empowered it off. I curled up on side of the couch was a throw blanket wrapped around me and my study materials again. He turned to face me and paused, his eyes born to the side of my face as he processed what he wanted to say. Next I closed my book and sat it down to give them my full attention. Sienna, We need to talk about what happened the other day. He started as he wrote his chair closer to me. He held my hands gently in his as he spoke. Yeah, I guess we can't ignore it forever. I didn't like the way what he was saying made me feel, but there was some truth to it. After the talk with Crimson, I knew that Josh had the potential to be more than my friend. He had the potential to make me happy. I don't want the way I feel to change our friendship. If that's the case, just disregard everything, I said before he rubbed his thumb over the back of my hand gently. I don't want our friendship to change, either. It just doesn't go away like that, Joshua. He slowly rubbed his hand over his face and looked me in the eyes. I watched him move through anguish as he struggled to articulate how he truly felt. I could see the internal battle he was fighting with his feelings. He abruptly stood and pulled me with him. Before I could protest, he tilted my chin and slowly pressed his lips against mine. With his hands on my waist, he pulled me closer and deepened the kiss. Surprisingly, my eyes drifted close as I kissed him back. Where did these damn butterflies come from? Our thoughts and protests left me as I enjoyed the feeling of him. When we came up for air, he pulled back to gauge my reaction. His stance screamed. He was uneasy about what I might say Next. I gave him a soft smile and remain quiet. I chewed on my bottom lip as I waited to hear what he would say. He placed both hands on my waist to pull me even closer and was interrupted once again by the ringing doorbell. Damn, he muttered as he hesitantly released me to answer the door. Hold that thought, he said before he opened the door. He greeted the delivery guy took the food, signed the receipt and quickly shut the door. The poor delivery guy didn't even know what was happening before the door was slammed shut. I hope you remember to tip.