Novel & Cerita The Moment Like This

CAMILA ~^~ ‘ …Like you, like you, like you, ooh. Found it hard to find someone like you…’ The music trailed off as I gripped the pole once more. Feeling the heat of the moment, I pumped myself up and swirled around the pole for the fifth time. My head came downward and I roamed my fingers from my chest to my knees. I was feeling the moments. They could all feel the moment, and I was satisfied with the feeling I gave them.

His does too. The moment, is gone as quickly as it has come. Our elation thins like smoke on the wind, drifting off and away from us. But in that charged silence, I realize that whatever’s been troubling him can wait, because right now, in this fragile, perfect moment, we’re completely and utterly on the same page.

Michael was waiting for the right timing and his excited to see Simon and be close to him. On the way to the restaurant they passed by a family of five, the 3 kids are playing tag even if the mother is asking them to stop. The kids don't seem to listen, one of the kids run in front of them as the other two follows, instantaneously, one of the kids trip and bump into Jewel. For the kids to break his fall he accidentally pushes Jewel. She landed on her bottom. She instantly feels the pain in her hip that travels down her lower abdomen.

It's a moment of pure happiness, a moment that I want to hold onto forever. Closing my eyes, I let myself fully immerse in the blissful atmosphere that surrounds us. The world around me fades away, and all that exists in this moment is Neo's infectious laughter and the genuine connection we share. It's as if time stands still, allowing me to savor every second of this precious encounter.

Adrian stands there, waiting for me, looking like he’s about to explode with joy. Every step I take feels surreal, as though the world has slowed down just for us. I see the faces of our family and friends, their smiles encouraging, their eyes filled with love for both of us. But nothing else matters. Not the perfectly arranged flowers, not the stunning venue, not the elegant decorations. It’s just Adrian and me. And this moment, this beautiful, intimate moment, is all that matters.

By the time we’ve packed away and washed everything, he returns, holding two small bottles and smiling encouragingly. “Ready to speed things along?” he jokes, setting the oils aside. Before I can respond, he adjusts the music, turning it slightly louder. After a brief fiddle with his phone, “A Moment Like This” by Kelly Clarkson fills the room. He knows how much I adore this song. Bowing dramatically, Diego extends his hand, looking up at me with soulful eyes. “Dance with me?” My heart flutters and I immediately soften. “Of course.”

Fighting off the moans was fruitless and I found myself closing my eyes and giving myself up in the moment. his mouth left my neck to kiss me on the lips this time and not even the school speaker making an announcement could pull me out of this moment! . . TBC

Marga POV "Mom go now please?" I plead to my mom as she practically bawling with her eyes, contemplating to drop me. "Honey mommy's going to miss you!" Making me groan in embarrassment. She said as she tighten her hold to me while still crying that we will be apart for a months. And whose idea is this anyway? It her of course! And now she's crying out loud her like she want to wrap me like a baby. "Mom... C'mon stop crying! I am only miles away from you it's not a big deal!" I said as I tried to calm her down. But instead making her calm she's crying out loud now.

Moments of pure joy or delight were frequently respites from the harsh realities of life and should be encouraged and savored. This might be the last chance we had to spend any real time together, and we both knew it. Nobody knew what would happen tomorrow, if we'd succeed or if we’d fail, but Justine was the type of guy to make the most of our time left together. Despite everything that had happened over the last few days, he’s putting it all aside for tonight and just letting it go, choosing to live in the moment. And I’d never loved him more than I do right now because of it.

“Next full moon.” I’m here to read, but this moment feels so good that I don’t want to move. This doesn’t change my opinion of him, but I let myself relax into him and enjoy his rare moment of niceness.