"Hey." Isaac said, reaching out to lightly touch his fiance's arm.
"What?" She asked buttoning her coat.
"You're under the mistletoe." he said, gesturing up to where he had stratigically hung a piece of the plant a few days before.
"So I am." Angela said, standing on her tip toes to give him a short kiss.
"Hey, don't I get more that that?" He joked.
Angela looked at him skeptically. "I have to be home in twenty minutes."
"I know...I just want a little kiss." he insisted.
Angela laughed and placed her arms around his neck. She looked up at him for a moment before he leaned down and kissed her mouth, longer that time. They opened their mouths more, allowing tongues to explore. The makeout session continued until Isaac stopped.
"What?" She asked.
"Don't you have to be home in twenty minutes?" He asked with mock sterness.
Angela glanced at her watch, then at Isaac. "Screw it." She said, pushing him up against the wall. Isaac's eyes flew open in surprise as he fiance attacked his mouth. He soon got over the shock and kissed her back. They stumbled back into his living room, and barely made it to the couch.
They both giggled as they collapsed on the couch, entangled in each other. They kicked off their shoes, and Isaac helped her out of her coat. Angela smiled and kissed him deeper, then let her mouth wander from his mouth down to his neck. She had never felt this way before.
Her mouth moved it's way back to his, and their lips mingled a moment before Isaac let his lips leave a trail from her mouth, down to her neck, and then to the area her blouse exposed of her chest.
"Isaac?"
"Hmm..?" He asked through kisses.
"Make love to me." She whispered, writhing beneath him.
"What?" Isaac stopped.
"Make love to me." She repeated.
Isaac was in shock. "Here? Now?"
Angela giggled. "Well, yeah. I mean, in your bed, and yeah, now." She said.
Isaac sighed and sat up, straightening his shirt. "What's wrong?" She asked, sitting up.
"Why?"
"Why do I want to?" She asked.
Isaac nodded.
"Well....I just....I want you to be my first." She said.
Isaac looked at her. "I thought we were going to wait."
Angela looked down at her hands. "We were....but Alan has been pressuring me, and I want to now. So that no matter what, you'll be my first." She said, her voice barely above a whisper.
"I want you to my first too...." he trailed off.
"Then what's wrong?" She asked, leaning over to kiss him.
Isaac thought a moment as she kissed his cheek, then leaned her head on his shoulder. The next morning he would have to get up early and drive to Oklahoma City with Taylor for some business regarding the tour.
"Angela...."
She lifted her head from his shoulder to look at him.
"We can't. Not tonight. I want it to be special. I have to leave in the morning, and I don't want that."
Angela listened intently.
"I want to be able to stay with you....in the morning....you know?" He asked.
Angela nodded, tucking a strand of hair behind her ears.
"We will though. I promise. And it will be so special." He said to her.
"Okay." She said, nodding. She hadn't looked at it like that. But it was what she wanted; something special.