“No. I insist, let me get the check,” she said and pulled the payment folder out of his grasp.
“It was my idea to meet” he replied. “At least let me get the tip.”
Once the monetary obligations were done they headed to the parking lot. She was full of butterflies inside at what would be next. She had known him for years but they had only just met in person. He was someone she cared for greatly over the years of online and old-fashioned snail mail correspondence. But this was different, he was here now. He was within reach and a part of her wanted more than a friendship… he was after all very good-looking and had been her best friend for a while now.
“Let’s head to that coffee shop you always talk about and finish our conversation” he suggested.
She bit her tongue and stopped herself from saying yes. A girl can’t seem too eager. “I have to work in the morning. If I fill my night with coffee I will never sleep.”
He put his hand on her shoulder and said, “they do sell decaf babe.”
At the mention of the word babe she had to smile. He started calling her that about a year ago and she found if sweet even though it was not a very PC thing to like. “Ok, will you drive so we don’t waste my gas?”
“Only because you asked nicely,” he said dropping his hand by his side again. Her shoulder suddenly felt very cold. She realized his hand had been really warm and a thought went through her mind about how warm the rest of him would be. A small embarrassed laugh escaped her before she knew it.
He turned back to her and asked, “something funny I said?”
“Just a happy memory sneaking up on me.”
“Care to share it with me?”
She wanted to share a lot with him, “maybe this one should stay private for now.”
“You’ll make me pout,” he said and stuck out his bottom lip.
Before she could stop herself she reached up to push his bottom lip back in and was instantly feeling the heat of a blush crossing her cheeks. He grabbed her hand and without missing a beat said, “Don’t spoil my pout.”
It felt like forever but it was only about 5 steps to his car when he let go of her hand and opened the door for her. Another old-fashioned act of chivalry he was full of. “Such a gentleman” she grinned at him.
“Just wait, I will show you how much of a gentleman I can be” and he shut the car door.
A memory clear back to her youth, just out of high school came to her. A time when she would sit in the middle of a bench seat next to her boyfriend on a drive. She glanced down at the console that separated the two seats and sighed.
As he got into the car she said, “I can’t believe you made the trip all the way here to see me.”
“It wasn’t’ that far from the hotel” he grinned and then added, “only for you babe, only for you.”
Ok … another attempt at fiction. I know it is sappy but this is just days away from Valentine’s Day so bear with me. PLEASE let me know what you think. Have a wonderful night/day!