Feels Like Love
by Jeanette Lewis (All rights reserved)
When they got off the Tidal Wave, April glanced at her phone and was startled to see how late it had become. “I’d better get Em and Trevor home,” she said regretfully. She began texting Trevor, but Wade plucked the phone from her grasp. She looked up.
“Wait,” he said in a low tone. “Talk for a minute?”
Her pulse sped up and she nodded.
They sought privacy behind the tractor trailers that held the mazes, spook alleys, and fun houses. When they reached the shadows, Wade stopped abruptly and she almost crashed into him as he turned to face her. The urge to wrap her arms around his waist was so strong it left her aching and breathless. She took a few steps back to put some distance between them and for a long moment they stared at each other.
“You can’t marry him,” Wade finally said.
Her throat was dry and her heart pounded in her ears.
“I mean it, April. I still love you. And you still love me – I can see it in your eyes.”
She took a shaky breath, trying to think, trying to sort through the emotions crashing through her. What was nostalgia and what was real?
“Well?” he pressed.
“Please, don’t do this,” she pleaded.
“Because I can’t … I don’t know how to respond to that.”
“Yes, you do. You still love me, don’t you?”
All she had to say was no. No, Wade, I don’t love you anymore. He would go away and she could go back to her life, back to Scott, and pretend none of this had happened.
I don’t love you anymore.
She looked into his brown eyes. “I still love you,” she whispered.
He closed the distance between them in two quick strides and wrapped his arms around her, pulling her close. They were both wearing down filled coats and for a moment she felt like two marshmallows trying to hug. It would have been funny if she hadn’t been trembling at his closeness, his familiarity, the way he was the perfect height to rest her cheek against his chest. If not for the coat, she would have been able to hear his heartbeat.
Finally, he loosened his hold, but didn’t let her go. “Did you mean it? You’re not saying what you think I want to hear?”
“Do you think I’d start this much turmoil if I didn’t mean it?” she said. Things were tense before … now what? She’d just tossed a grenade into the ring.