66: C66 Chapter 66 - Kiss Me

C66 Chapter 66 - Kiss Me

*Olivia Jillian Hunters' POV*

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Our lips finally met, making me feel this familiar amazing sensation like that first time I stole a kiss from her when she was asleep and something like how we kissed back at the Ferris Wheel on our first date. Yet this one surely feels so much better. It's passionate. It's extraordinary.

I moved my lips against hers, and she slowly responded while my arms found their way to snake around her neck to pull her closer to me.

We shared a moment I never wanted to end, but I felt like crying as I didn't have any idea why it hurt me so much. I know we can't stay like this forever, but at least I experienced how it is to be loved by someone with all she is.

She kissed the tip of my nose, then my forehead, and she put me in her warm embrace.

And what she told me next made me cry.

"I'll always remember us this way, OJ."

I tried so hard to contain my emotions and not let her notice that I was sobbing, but I couldn't help it.

"It's okay to cry, Mi Amor. Don't worry about me too much. We still have time to have fun together. Where do you want to go next?" She comforted me while rubbing my back, and I hugged her tighter.

"Home. I wanna see… your paintings one more time, Syd." I answered and heard her chuckling, and she broke off from the hug and looked me in the eyes.

"Yeah! I did promise to show them to you, but I'm afraid you will only see my boring landscape and seascape paintings. Only one is yours displayed there. Would that be okay?" She said while about to get down from the bridge railing, and she offered me a hand to hold to help me.

"That's more than okay, dear Syd. And they are not boring. How dare you say that? That's the same thing as saying my painting back home in my walk-in closet was ugly as sh*t. Yeah, you did call it ugly, you mafucker! How can I forget that?" I replied and exclaimed as I just remembered it.

"What? No! I didn't. Did I?" She retorted, trying to play oblivious, and she held my arm, guiding me as I stepped down.

"No! You did! You called it an ugly sh*t piece of art. You really did, Roswell. I can never forget that!" I argued and saw her trying to recall, and she just laughed. She must have remembered.

"No, I'm sorry. I didn't mean it. It was lovely, alright? It truly is." She said, and she went closer to me while eyeing me from head to toe, and she sheepishly grinned and teased me, "But nothing is lovelier than you. You're gorgeous."

I pursed my lips so I couldn't smile, but they were betraying me, especially since this silly girl aimed to peck them while her hands held my waist.

We kissed one more time, and I wished it would never end, but she finished it by kissing my forehead.

"Hey, OJ, before we go… I want to do something I wished we could do together under a starry sky and a moon." My girl asked me, and I got curious, but at the same time, I felt excited.

"Yeah, sure! ¿Qué es?" I told her to go on, and the smile on her face was indeed so contagious.

"Can I have this dance with you?" She asked me while offering me her right hand, making me gasp in surprise.

"Seriously? You know how to dance?"

She smirked and wiggled her left eyebrow, and told me, "Yeah! Don't you know that? Well, now you know. I can slow dance and… dance dance. Martial arts is quite similar to dancing, you know? But I don't dance often."

Syd guided my hands to put them on her shoulders, and hers were on my waist now. Then she began moving slowly, and I never left eye contact with her with a look of searching for some matters she could tell me more about herself.

"Oh, I see! Wow, what else should I know about my mysterious girlfriend?" I inquisitively asked as I was really getting interested to know this blondie's secrets that no one knows.

"There are only a few things that you don't know yet since you already found out I could paint, I paint you, I'm obsessed with painting you, I like you, I love you, I am a lesbian, I can dance, I don't sing, I prefer staying at home, and what else… oh, you already know I don't hate you, and I was a liar. What more? Hmm, oh, yes! You now know that I'm a good kisser." She enumerated, and the last one made me speechless. And the girl winked at me and turned me around.

"Sydney! You are so… dope! I'm not going to lie, though. You really are! Damn! I was supposed to tell you that, in case you didn't know, but never mind." I beamed and leaned in to press my lips on hers. Oh, I will never get tired of this sensation I feel whenever we kiss. She's the best!

"Mhmm. I've been practicing." She muttered while still kissing me, and I hastily broke off to look at her face in shock.

"Really? Practice kissing with what? With who? Oh, no! Emma York? Dude! What the…?" I asked her, and she seemed alarmed.

"What? No! Geez, no! No, no, no! Not Emma. Damn, it's not even a kiss that had happened to us. And that was just one time. What I meant is… I practice kissing… my… F*ck! I'm not supposed to tell you any of these. I'm making myself embarrassed." She exclaimed and cursed, and she murmured something.

"No, come on. Tell me, Syd." I insisted, and she rubbed her nape and took a deep breath.

"Fine. My hand. Happy now? I kiss my hand." She confessed and looked really ashamed of telling me a secret. And I made an oh face.

"Hand? Like this?" I said and tried to do what I had thought she did by lip-locking the part in between my left thumb and index finger.

"Ooh, it does feel like you are kissing someone. Mmm. Let me guess, Syd. Were you closing your eyes and thinking about me? Yes?" I muttered and curiously asked her, and she shrugged her shoulders, her hands inside her pants' pockets while shyly smiling and showing her dimples.

Aw, what a delightful creature!

"Wow! And it did pay off, huh? Come here, and let me have a taste of those luscious lips of a good kisser again." I said and was about to grab the hem of her sweater to pull her closer to me, but the girl turned her head right, trying to hide her face.

"Nope. You're making fun of me." She mumbled and totally turned her back on me.

"What? No! Of course not! Come on, Syd." I retorted and walked to go in front of her, but she was still not looking at me and keeping her hands to herself.

"No. You're taunting me." She replied and began walking, and I laughed at how adorable she was.

"No. Listen, silly, I mean it. Kiss me." I told her, but it just made the fussy blondie keep walking.

"I hate you." She replied and didn't bother to wait for me.

"What? Hey! I love you, too! Wait for me, Sydee!" I called out, and thankfully, she stopped walking.

"What did you just call me, Shorty?" She asked me with her left eyebrow raised as she looked back at me, and I giggled.

"Nothing, Sydee. And why are you calling me Shorty? You are just a few centimeters taller than I am!" I replied and argued, and she scoffed.

"Uh-huh. The thing is… I'm taller than you are. Two inches is so far from your reach, Shorty. You will never get to where I am." She proudly answered and placed a hand on my head, and I crossed my arms on my chest and was about to give another fight.

"You are wearing shoes while I am barefooted right now. Two inches, my ass! I know you are 167 centimeters only. I'm 165, dumbass. That's two centimeters! Turn around. Let's go home." I ordered and smirked when she didn't protest and just obeyed, and I took the chance to climb on her back.

My girlfriend laughed and had no other choice but to let me ride on her. Oh, I love piggyback rides! Mimi used to tour me around the house like this before. And now, it feels incredible when your enemy is under you and carrying you like she's your slave. Yeah, yeah, I'm the boss!

"Who's taller now, huh? Girl, I love the view from up here." I let out as I rested my chin on her head while she just kept on walking away from the bridge.

"Hey! Look straight ahead, biatch!" She yelled and cocked her head left, and I laughed.

"What? I'm sorry, but I'm not straight. But wait… where do you think I was looking at, huh? Your boobs? Oh, damn, you gave me an idea! Can I touch them again?" I replied and looked down at the humps on her chest, and dear, they're so fine.

"No, sh*t, Hunters! I'm going to drop you! I swear! No kidding!" She belted, and I think I'm going to die laughing at her priceless reaction. Oh, my gosh!

"I'm just kidding, Syd. Stop wailing like a big baby. You might wake the dead people resting in peace around here." I chuckled and wrapped my arms around her neck but still had the urge to hold those mountains on her chest under her sweater.

"You're such a dork. Do you know that?" She commented and grunted when I only giggled in response while enjoying my time up here.

She walked us home as she didn't have any choice but to carry me because I refused to get down. And I think I don't weigh anything at all in this form, but my girl asked me to sing for her for payment. And I loved to do so. This is indeed the best night of my life.

When we arrived at their front yard, we heard a familiar howl of the creature we both longed to see.

"Kitty! Hello, Kitty! Did you miss me? Hey, girl!" I ecstatically greeted the dog, who kept barking and wagging its tail as we went near her.

"Hey, Kitty! Surprise! I'm a ghost now." Syd told her doggo as she bent to pet her.

I'm so happy to be back here.

And when I remembered something very important that I wanted to ask my girlfriend, I walked and peeked at their backyard and was thankful to see there was light back there.

I just saw things there before that caught my attention and speculated about something that this girl had done to me.

I need to be sure that it was her because my soul won't be at peace if I don't know. And I'm not really sure if she would tell me or not about it. That has to be her.1

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