You Shook Me All Night Long: A Love Story - 4

Chapter 1 - I'm Not Wearing Any Pants! Or, Drinking and Dressing

Chapter 2 - Where's Luppy?

Chapter 3 - Charming


Chapter 4 - Snow Angeling


I walked out of my bedroom and into the living room where Luppy laying on the couch. I looked down at him for a second. He looked up at me.

Then I shrugged my shoulders and laid down on top of him, resting my head on my arms that were crossed on his chest.

"Sleeping like this isn't going to be very comfortable," I said.

And then he kissed me.
*sigh*

(We still joke about how his only big move of the night was laying down on the couch. Well played, sir, well played.)

I would say we stayed up all night talking and stealing the occasional smooch, but that would be a massive lie.

There was an... incident.

You see, you have to remember that by this time it was well after 3:30 a.m. and I was ... tired. Maybe a little drunk? Mostly tired! Whatever. Sometimes horrible things just happen to me.

I remember laying on the floor facing Luppy. I had already made a fool out of myself by making fun of his "highlights" - I believe I called him a city boy and asked where he got his fancy highlights done.
"From my mom?"
Yeah. Not "fancy, big city" highlights. A birthmark.
Oye.
I was trying really hard to ruin it.
Little did I know...

We had just kissed. And then it happened. I had absolutely no control over it. It was the closest I've ever come to an out of body experience. And it was the most embarrassing thing I had done that night (that says so much).

One minute I was kissing this fabulous man, but the next thing I know I'm yelling. Yes. Yelling, "BUT SHE DIDN'T EVEN GET TO MAKE A SNOW ANGEL!"

Oh.
My.
God.

I literally woke up in the middle of yelling that. My thought process was something like this:
"But she didn't -hmmm, what's happening here? I'm so tired. What was I just dreaming about? Where am I? Wait. I'm yelling. Out loud. This isn't a dream. Stop! -Even - OMG! Stop!-Get to make - STOP IT! I SAID STOP! - a snow angel!! HOLY SHIT! WHAT HAVE I JUST DONE?!?!"

Luppy looked at me.

I immediately started rambling, "Oh my god. Oh my god. Just act like that didn't happen. Please. Just act like it didn't happen. It didn't happen. It didn't happen. Oh my god. Oh my god. Just ignore it. Just ignore it."

I think he may have asked me something, I don't know, the humiliation has blocked out parts of my memory. I do know that I attempted for a brief moment to actually explain what I was dreaming about... that it was normal/ok that I just yelled about a snow angel seconds after kissing him.

Holy guacamole. Did I really just pass out, then wake myself/the neighborhood up by yelling? About a snow angel?



I just blew it.

--Keep Reading - Chapter 5--