Catching Up
10 Years Later... is the passion still here?
Catching Up
Eighteen-year-old Sami spent three passionate nights with Cooper Lowey before he left to take on the world. She never found anyone who rivalled their passion. She faces him again at their 10 year reunion a successful woman, but he still makes her feel like a teenager. Is the passion still there between them?
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Excerpt
"Sami, the girl with the boy's name," was a tired line in elementary, but it followed me all the way to high school. And too many classmates repeated it to me ten fucking years later at our reunion. I knew attending the silly party was a mistake, but curiosity caught me. Hadn't I spent a decade trying to escape this place?
I looked at my phone beside the two-dollar drink served by the owner of the hardware store. On the worn stage of the town hall, Frank Werner played DJ through an iPod connected to the decades-old stereo system while my peers caught up on the last ten years and their bored spouses stared blankly, lost in the sea of names of memories they weren’t part of. Was 8:30 too early to leave? Did I care?
I tossed back the cheap booze before gathering my things — purse, phone, dignity. A voice caught me — "You aren't leaving already are you?" I closed my eyes, took a steadying breath and a thousand memories flooded me. One for every day I saw him in the hall by far the most handsome boy in school. And two for all the nights I fantasized about him kissing me, touching me. I suppressed a shiver as the flesh on my arms goosebumped, brushing hair against the silk of my off the Bloomingdale’s rack dress in a delicate lip biting sensation from an all but forgotten memory. Cooper.... his name hadn’t graced my lips in years, but I thought of him too often.
I am a successful woman, not the shy teenager from high school. I spent days making persuasive arguments in court, where I stared down top crown attorneys without breaking a sweat, winning me a stunning success rate. Last week, I achieved a delicious victory against my rival, Julian Jamison, the darling of the court circuit. Damn it, I could face Cooper Lowey. With straight shoulders, I turned, and his blue eyes seared into me, that momentary tilted smile rocking me back, making me teeter on my heels. "Uh yeah. Another person calling me a girl with a boy's name might push me over the edge. I could defend myself with an insanity plea but I'd—"
"They're still using that shitty line?" He sat in the chair next to me, setting his plastic cup with cheap booze on the table.
"I wish it surprised me."
He smiled again and flashed me back to the boy who seduced me two days after my eighteenth birthday, to looking up at that golden smile.
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