"Thank you so much, Sam," He said right after he put me down. His hands were on my face and kept tracing my facial features with his fingers.
"What are you thanking me for when I just said I love you too?"
But he pulled me to him and wrapped his arms around me before answering my question.
"That's what I'm thanking you for, sweetheart, for saying that you love me too." And I closed my eyes when I felt his lips kissing my hair repeatedly. "You don't know how long I have been waiting to hear those words again, for you to say you love me again." He then stared at me. "It has been six years since I last heard those words from you when we were still together and it's also been six years since I longed you to say you love me again."
"Well, I love you, Luke Marcuz Williams. I have never loved anyone else the way that I love you and I love you too... I love you too... this is my reply to the countless times you mentioned those words to me but I hesitated to say them back. I love you and I will always will."
And those words were enough to deepen the kiss he gave me.
Ohh... How I wish we didn't have to end that kiss.
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"You know what, I think I will have to talk to some random guys and make sure you will see it," I winked at him. I just had buckled my seat belt and he was about to start the engine but then he snapped at me, frowning.
"Wait--- come again?"
"I said I will kiss some random guys and---"
"Yeah, I heard what you said but why would you do that?"
"To make you feel jealous," I shrugged with the widest grin I could give him and didn't even bother with the deep frown on his forehead.
"Don't you dare, woman!"
I bit my lip so I could suppress the laughter that wanted to escape my throat. He didn't even need to scream those words to show how he disliked that silly idea.
Well, who would be?
"Just kidding!" I said amid my laughter. "Yeah, I know you love me and I just wanted to see your reaction. I just wanted to know if you will be jealous."
"Of course, I will be jealous! What makes you think I won't? You know I love you and I won't let any guy kiss you nor touch you, for God's sake! You are mine!"
And that's the word I've been waiting to hear. It was just a joke honestly and I know it wasn't a pleasant one, but I just wanted to see his reaction. It was a teenager Samantha always dreamed of seeing from way, way back before and it happened... finally.
"So, did you like what you saw? Are you satisfied with the reaction you've got?" He asked with a grin playing on the corner of his lips.
"Yup, very satisfied!" I replied with two thumbs up.
"Oh, yeah? Really?"
"Uhuh, I like it when you're jealous, sweetheart," I winked at him. "And I love you more and your possessiveness." And I winked again.
"Whoa! Jesus Christ, sweetheart, as long as I wanted to hear you love me and those sweet words, but please, don't play jokes like this anymore. I'm going insane every time I think of such things!"
Hmm... and we ended up kissing again inside that damn sports car of him. I unbuckled my seatbelt and didn't wait for any second and jumped into his lap and kissed him.
"Don't do this again, Sam," he said, gasping as he rested his forehead against mine.
"Don't do what? Playing such a kind of joke?" I grinned, biting my lip.
"Don't jump on me like this again because..."
"Because what? Don't you like it? You don't want me to kiss you, is that what you want to say?" I asked him, smirking. I was still sitting on his lap with my arms around his neck and feeling his breath fanning across my face.
"No, of course, I like you to kiss me, but don't tease me again like this next time."
"Tease you? But I'm not teasing you, Mr. Williams,"
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