Chasing Nikki

Chapter Twenty-Six

Chapter Twenty-Six

    

    This is a special part in my diary. I'm going to call it the Letter to Chase section. Sometimes there are things I want you to know, Chase, like how you're the guy I'm madly and irrevocably in love with. You make me so happy, that sometimes I feel overwhelmed with the need to tell you stuff. But when it's in the middle of the night, like tonight, I can't talk to you, so I thought it would be nice to write all these things down and maybe someday you and I can share them together. You'll probably laugh at me for doing this, but I don't care. My heart is full, and I need a place to put it all.

    Let me start out by saying I really didn't want anything to do with you in the beginning. I thought you were a player—one of those kids who gets everything he wants in life, then discards it when he's done. I quickly learned I was wrong, and I shouldn't have judged you on preconceived misconceptions.

    Somehow you wormed your way into my heart and made a home for yourself there. I've honestly thought you were a little crazy at times, but that's what makes you so lovable. You're both strong and tender. You're not afraid to march to the beat of your own drum. You make me laugh, and your kisses are like a piece of heaven on earth. I don't know if there really is any good way to describe you, except to say . . .you're just Chase.

    Remember the day I fell during a stunt at cheer practice? I was okay, but I hit my jaw and cracked a tooth. My coach called my mom, and she got me an appointment with the dentist. You came and picked me up afterward to take me home, and we sat in the driveway for an hour kissing. You said you'd never kissed anyone whose mouth was deadened with Novocain before and told me you needed to experiment. You wanted me to tell you how much I could feel.

    It felt funny because I couldn't sense things properly, but then you spent half the time kissing my neck, which made your little experiment total null and void anyway—not that I minded in the least! Ha, ha. 

    I want you to know I loved that kiss! I swear I could let you do that to me all day and never get tired of it. I made up my mind right then—I never want you to stop!

    How about the night you took me out to dinner, and we had a discussion on middle names? You were determined to pry mine out of me, and since I always give in so easily I decided to make you sweat for this one. It drove you insane that I wouldn't tell! I laughed so hard. When you finally snatched my purse and fished out my driver's license I didn't realize what you were doing until it was too late. "Nikki Marie Wagner," you read out loud and told me it was perfect. 

    All I could think of was how much I loved hearing the sound of my name on your lips. It gave me goose bumps. Then you wrapped your arms around me and kissed me right there in front of everyone. I was blushing so hard, but I was the happiest girl on the planet. 

    But then you refused to tell me your middle name, so when we were walking out to the truck, I leaned up against it and tempted you with a kiss. You actually groaned when you thought I was grabbing your butt until you felt me lift your wallet right out of your pocket! You may have caught me quickly after I ran away with it, but I have to say I love your name too, Chase David Walker.

    I was glad we had that night together, because I thought I might die during the two weeks in June when we didn't get to see each other during your football camp, followed by my cheer camp. Whose dumb idea is it to not allow cell phones at these things? I understand the need for building team unity, but this was just cruel and unusual punishment. I thought I was going to go crazy without getting to talk to you! 

    Oh, but the first night back together made it all worth it, didn't it? I was excited to go to the movie, but you came to pick me up and couldn't stop kissing me. We made it as far as the porch swing and spent the rest of the night in each other's arms until it was time for you to go home.