Sara was once again trying to make sense out of her history book
when her phone rang "Hello?" "Sara? It's Michael" His voice
rendered her speechless "Hi" "Is everything okay?" Her voice was
soft "Yeah, I'm fine. What's up?" He was more nervous than he had
been in a long time "Well, I was wondering... are you doing
anything today?" "Not much, why?" "I thought maybe we could spend
some time together? I mean if you want?" He stuttered "Okay"
"Okay?" "Yeah, I'd uhm I'd like to see you" "Can you meet me in an
hour?" "Where?" She answered quickly "The park?" "I'll be there"
"See you then" He had his back to her, facing the lake "Michael?"
"Sara" She walked up to him in her jeans, black tanktop and
darkgreen vest Her soft auburn locks framing her face "Hi" Her
voice a sweet whisper He took her hand in his "You look beautiful"
He says, dropping a kiss on her cheek Letting his lips linger for a
moment before rubbing her cheek with his thumb She dropped her gaze
to the ground, letting her hair cover her flushed cheeks He pulls
her close, brushing the hair from her face and plants a kiss right
between her eyes His arms slide around her waist, while hers wound
around his neck She buried her face in his neck, relishing in his
close proximity He whispered into her ear with that voice of his "I
missed you" She pulled away from him slightly, to look into his
eyes, affraid to find mockery or deceit but was met with nothing
but sincerity She inched her face closer to his, kissing him softly
When he reciprocated the kiss, she opened her mouth for him
Granting his tongue entry, after a few moments of bliss, she broke
their kiss, laying her head on his shoulder Their were both
breathing deeply when the rain started pouring down They ran back
to Sara's house, both soaking wet She gave him a towel while drying
her hair with another She tried to walk past him, when he pulled
her onto his lap, their mouths finding eachother again He lowered
her body to the couch Causing her to wrap her arms around his neck
Frank Tancredi walked through the frontdoor Seeing his daughter
writhing underneath a total stranger He felt his blood boil "I
thought I told you not to bring anymore of those scumbags in here!"
Michael and Sara both bolted upright She stood up and Michael
followed suit "Dad, this is.." Frank let out a bitter chuckle "Your
latest supplier?" Sara's jaw was set, her hands balled into fists
She walked out the door, leaving Michael alone with her father
Michael walked out the door without uttering a word, in search of
Sara He saw her standing in the parkinglot She had her back toward
him, so she gasped in shock when she felt his arms wrap around her
waist from behind "Sara" She leans her head back into his chest,
while softly speaking "I'm sorry for leaving you there" "It's okay"
"What was he talking about?" "What do you mean?" He turned her
around in his arms "Supplier?" "Yeah, about that.."
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