39. Patch Up

72. Patch Up

- Natalie -

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I was embracing myself for some sort of ‘You better be careful’ lecture from Mom and especially Dad. The whole day passed, and it never arrived. It gave me some confidence to invite Jacob into my room on Saturday evening.

Just to hang out. Nothing sordid.

“Keep the door open Natalie!” Dad had asked me.

I did not.

Jacob raised his eyebrow at me when I locked the door instead.

“Pushing your limits, aren’t you?”

I grinned.

Then we kissed.

and kissed..

and kissed...

Neither of us had guts to remove even a layer of clothing. We knew Dad could knock and ask us to open the door at any time.

It’s Sunday morning and Jacob is busy with his sudden team meeting. He had offered to join me for the quarter marathon when I told him I was running for the sake of participation and will run at a slower pace.

“I don’t think you could run that far!” I remarked. “It’s 6.5 Miles!”

“Of Course, I can. It’s only 6.5 Miles.”

“You skate! You don’t run. I don’t think you