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Within the next couple of days, Tim drove up to Utah with his sister to go to General Conference, which is a world-wide meeting within our church that happens every six months. I was determined that I would not initiate anything, but luckily for me, I didn’t have to. We flirtatiously texted the entire two days, including during General Conference, when we should have been paying attention.
Within the next couple of days, Tim drove up to Utah with his sister to go to General Conference, which is a world-wide meeting within our church that happens every six months. I was determined that I would not initiate anything, but luckily for me, I didn’t have to. We flirtatiously texted the entire two days, including during General Conference, when we should have been paying attention.
Soon after he got back, Tim texted me yet again.
I have a surprise for you. Can I bring it by tonight at 7:30?
I told him that he could, and yet again assumed that he would probably be late. But promptly at 7:30pm, there was a knock at the door. I opened it to an ever-smiling Tim, holding something behind his back. He pulled his arm around to the front to reveal a bag of cotton candy.
I stood there, feeling somewhat stunned.
I had offhandedly mentioned how much I liked cotton candy once, but I didn’t think he would remember. And I didn’t think he would take time out of his day to get some for me.
I reviewed my mental list. Funny. Kind. Smart. Thoughtful. On-time. Positive. Cheerful. Attentive. But more than a list of always-positive attributes, I noticed something else significant. He seemed to really want to be with me. And it wasn’t out of duty or some misguided sense of obligation, either. He just liked being around me.
This was a completely new feeling for me. And I liked it.
He asked if I wanted to come over to his house for awhile. I didn’t even have to think about it before I responded in the affirmative. As we had before, we spent the entire evening laughing and just enjoying each other.
When I got home that night, I told Katie about the entire night, like I always did. When I’d finished, she said, “Wow, he is doing all the work so far!”
“I know, and I kinda like it that way!” I admitted, chuckling slightly.
“Well maybe you should invite him to do something soon,” she suggested.
I decided to take Katie’s advice.
4 comments:
I remember this weekend! Good times, and I'm so happy for you two. I think that every time I read one of these installments!
I love this story!! :) And I can't wait to read more! You two are the cutest and your story just keeps getting better and better!
How sweet is that! Cotton candy, what a stud!
Ahhh I feel so important! I feel like this would make a good movie if I unexpectedly turned evil later and tried to sabotage your relationship. But, this isn't a movie. Then again, let's leave the rest of your readers guessing...
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