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Eden smiled back at him. It seemed like she was smiling more in the last two days than she smiled in a week.
Eden smiled back at him. It seemed like she was smiling more in the last two days than she smiled in a week.
He leaned over so their shoulders were touched slightly.
Eden shifted her weight ever so slightly into him. It was hardly noticeable, but she wanted to be closer to him. A few minutes later, the drinks were ready. Eden grabbed the chai at first before remembering she order the caramel macchiato. She handed it off to Jack and picked up the other cup.
He laughed. 'Thanks!'
Eden giggled as she scanned the floor for open tables. “How about there?” She pointed to a cozy, two-seat table by the window.
He nods and holds her hand.
She walks over to the table with him, hand in hand. It wasn’t the same table that they sat in before, but it was close. She sat down, somehow still managing to keep hold of his hand.
He smiled softly taking a drink then types. 'Yummy!'
“Yay!” She took a sip of hers. It was surprisingly good and she was glad she tried it. She still liked her usual better, but this was quite nice as well. She fidgeted, her knee now touching Jack’s, hands still clasped. She rubbed the back of his hand with her thumb again.
He had many thoughts running through his mind.
Eden didn’t know what to talk about, but she found it comforting to just sit with Jack. And she hated silence most of the time.
Jack was thinking of things he and Eden could do. Dates and stuff.
Even though Eden had taught herself not to go there, she somehow started to imagine a future with Jack. She couldn’t help herself. She always did this. Maybe this time would be different because…they’re soulmates. Eden didn’t want the success of their relationship to be centered around the magical red string tied around their fingers. But for now, it was what was keeping her from freaking out too bad. “Can I make a confession?” She asked.
He nods slightly breaking out of his thoughts.
“You’re the first person, I think, that has ever liked me back.” She explained. “I mean, usually I get this overwhelming crush on somebody, even though I know that in meeting them it wasn’t meant to be. But I don’t know. I’ve seen a lot of people love people who aren’t their soulmates. People who have these notable points in their life when they truly loved someone despite knowing it wasn’t fate. They did it anyway. Knowing it was going to end, but doing it for the moment, for the experience of it. And I never have. I don’t know. Maybe it’s stupid. Maybe they’re wrong. And I’m not saying that I’m upset with you. I’m not. I’m so incredibly happy that you are the one for me. So, so insanely happy. And I know that this is the right path. I guess what I’m saying is, that I feel left out. I don’t know. Maybe I shouldn’t have said anything.” She started to get a heavy feeling in her chest, and she felt like her body was getting ready to spring up and run away. She tried to push it down,
He got up and hugged her tightly. Not letting go of her hand.
Eden sank into the hug. She’d been wanting someone to tell for so long, and now that she had—and they didn’t lash out for it—she felt so safe. She felt like this was the beginning of a relationship where someone would listen. She thought that things like this is why the universe paired them together.
He was breathing softly. He was clearly happy with his parring.
“Thank you.” Eden whispered.
He looked at her a smile on his face. 'Of course.'
“People usually get mad at me, or ignore me, when I try to open up. You didn’t. People don’t do that to me,” she told him, softly. She pulled him a little closer. “Thank you,” she repeated.
He lifted her chin up and smiled brighter.
She smiled back at him. It was a closed-mouth smile, but a smile nonetheless. “You’re good to me.”
He spoke. "A-And…Y-Your good to m-me…"
“Good. I really wanted to be.” She planted a kiss on his cheek. “You smell nice, too.”
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