Chapter 23

Chapter 23

I stepped into the house, and looked around, everything was calm and undisturbed, yeah until I started running around like a lunatic, I was jumping up and down on the spot squealing and girly clapping. I looked like a footballer who had just scored a goal, except I didn't have my shirt over my head...was tempting but I didn't wanna flash the world being I was still in my cossie...I continued screaming around the house, I'd kissed him, it wasn't exactly how every girl imagined their first kiss with their partner but it would be a memorable one. And not many girls get to kiss Ryan Clark.

As I was in my little happy screaming bubble I heard a knock at my door, I spun round and ran to the door, opened it wide with a big grin on my face and very breathless 'well I guess no ones being murdered' it was the lad I met at the airport...'what?!' I said still smiling 'well I heard screaming and things crashing and thought I'd best come and check if you were okay' gosh as I that loud???....'no no I'm good thanks!!' I probably didn't look like it, my hair was in knots where I'd been running around and I was still in my bikini, 'can I ask why you were screaming?' He said smiling 'I'd tell you, but you wouldn't get it' he just nodded smiling 'right okay, I'll be seeing you then' 'yeah you will' I paused as he began to walk back to his home 'ohh wait!!' I ran outside 'come and eat at my new cafe' 'you've got a cafe?' He looked shocked 'yeah' I smiled 'yeah I will, let me know when you're open' he smiled, he had a lovely smile he walked off 'go inside, you're still in your bikini' he shouted back, I looked down he was right but i didn't care, I'd dreamt about that kiss for like AGES!! It was better than I could ever have imagined...

I ran back inside and had a shower, I got dressed into a pair of leggings and a long top, pinned my hair up into a messy bun, my fringe fell down over my eyes, wasn't used to that, anyways the only way I was going to calm down was to bake something...I put on my apron and found my book of recipes...something alcoholic...'chocolate brandy muffins'...perfect! I'd bought the dirty dancing CD before I left for Australia and I hadn't opened it, now was the perfect time, I took off the cellophane wrapper and put it in my CD player, the cd...not the wrapper....obviously...

*i had the time of my life came on* of course like every other girl...I sang the Jennifer Warnes section. Dancing around the kitchen adding all the ingredients it said add 2 teaspoons of brandy...yeahh I may have been a bit heavy handed, but I'd just have to warn people they couldn't drive after having one...I'd work on that. I licked the whisks, I had too...yep I'd definitely work on the amount of brandy I put in them...WOW. I carefully spooned the mixture into the cupcake cases and placed them in the oven. The kitchen was a mess, flour everywhere, time to tidy up. Time was flying by as I was tottering around the kitchen wiping up the flour when *wipeout* came on, I grabbed two wooden spoons and began my own drum solo, I used to drum in the air cadets so I had some rhythm and my family was very musical.

As the song ended, the oven beeped, they were ready, I took them out of the oven and placed them on the cooling rack. My kitchen was tidy, admittedly smelt of alcohol, anyone coming in would think I'm an alcoholic, but my cupcakes looked good, I dribbled a bit of icing of the top of them, when they cooled the icing would set. I finished washing up the cupcake trays and drying them when one f my favourite songs came on 'these arms of mine' by Otis Redding, I was unaware of the time, I sat on a chair resting on the kitchen side reading a magazine I had, half a cupcake on the side that I kept picking at when two arms wrapped around me, we started to sway to the music 'they are yearning, yearning from wanting you' he sang along spinning me round on the chair 'hey gorgeous' I couldn't help but smile he pulled me up and wrapped his arms around my waist, I placed my hands on his shoulders and we swayed from side to side, he brought me in closer, it felt like we were one. 'Omg Charlie what have you been drinking!?' He fake choked, talk about ruin the moment. 'I haven't!!' 'I can smell it on you' he looked worried, I smiled, leant back and broke off a bit of my half a cupcake and placed it in his mouth, 'mmm that's amazing, full of alcohol but delicious' 'I may have put slightly too much in, but I can work on that' he laughed and pulled me back in close, I placed my head in his neck and he rested his head on mine.

The song was coming to an end, I didn't want to break from this embrace, he was warm, comforting and gave amazing hugs. He lifted his head up from mine, I lifted mine up to see what was wrong, 'you okay?' He smiled and nodded 'I'm perfect' he was right there! He looked me in the eyes, he smiled, cupped my face in his hands, placing his lips gently on mine. It felt as magical as the first time. Pulling away i frowned, that ended far to quickly. 'The lads really appreciated you helping out today' I smiled 'I don't wanna talk about the lads' he smirked and pushed me up against the wall, his hand on my waist, the other behind my head. He kissed me again, long and short. Our kisses grew more urgent. As our lips pulled apart, a gentle breeze fluttered between us. Our breathing came out in short, desperate gasps. The intensity has washed away. The rest of the world was slowly coming back into focus. He took my hand and led us upstairs.