| Straight: Serial Stories: Holiday Wishes - Part 2 of 5 (2/6) |
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comfortably, rests on her right waist. A strong, firm force steadies Maureen, bringing her to an upright standing position. Maureen glances at the glasses in each hand, none has spilled. "As much as I dislike this hand, the person attached to it seems nice enough," Chris says quietly into Maureen's left ear. Maureen almost shivers at the sound of his voice. It is purely unintentional and, until this point, Maureen had not realized that she had found him so attractive. Yes, he is interesting. He is a mystery because she knows there is something there. Well, perhaps not "knows" but it is more like an equal attraction. It is enough of an attraction for her to glance over at him every now and again. Perhaps Maureen is changing and becoming more mature? He is definitely different from anyone she has ever liked. Then again, it could be the alcohol in her system talking and mixing up the fact that she has been feeling lonely for some time. Maybe it is using this loneliness along with her attraction to Chris. It could be all of that, but then again, it will never turn out right. It never will. Wait, Maureen's logical center commands. What is wrong with this? She has not even started the relationship to see if it will go anywhere! Maureen almost nods. This may be nothing big or long term. But this is something she needs. Whatever, she shakes her head. "I guess I have had a little too much to drink," she hears herself say to him, followed by a giggle. Maureen cringes. Did she just giggle? Oh God. "What?" Chris asks, looking at her while helping her move forward. "I thought the same exact thing just the second after it came out of my mouth," Maureen says, silently thanking whoever is looking out for her. Chris smiles at her. It is a nice smile and it looks to Maureen as genuine a smile as ever. It has real warmth behind it. Chris winks at her and turns to face forward, still guiding her along a few more paces. "Are you okay to make it back to your table?" he asks as he glances over at her group of friends. Maureen nods. With a smile, she says, "Yes. I think I can make it there. Thank you." Maureen turns to face her friends. Maureen can see that they are all looking or pointing in her direction. A couple of them are smiling widely at her. His hands release Maureen. She can tell he’s standing around for a few seconds longer as he watches her move off. Hopefully, he is checking her balance and not her features from behind. Maureen does not like the way she looks from behind. However, she finds that she like the fact that he is waiting to make sure she is okay before going back to his friends. Suddenly, Maureen finds herself facing him. Her mind tells her that she has lost her balance and is falling forward. Or is it backwards, since she is now facing him? Maureen finds it odd to be asking herself this question as she is falling. Someone has moved by Maureen quickly and bumped into her. Maureen can feel a pair of hands grab her arms to hold her in place. Her |
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