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her when I spot the perfect gift. It’s a little fluffy elephant with a green top on that says ‘Feed me’. This elephant would hold a lot of memories for her, which she will remember every time she looks at it.
Making my way to the check out, I pay for her gift before she realizes what I’m doing.
“That will be $18.99, please, sir,” the young cashier says.
“Keep the change ,” I reply, handing her $20. I haven’t got time to waste waiting for my change. It’s only $1.01 anyway. It’s not going to change my life.
Turning around to see where Maisie is, I spot her looking at the elephant that I have just bought her. I need to distract her before she decides to buy it, or otherwise, my surprise will be ruined. “Hey. You ready to go?” I ask, making her jump.
“Jesus , Jesse! Do you have to creep up on me like that? I think I just peed my pants a little,” Maisie says all serious, holding her hand over her heart. Let’s hope it was enough to distract her.
“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to scare you. Forgive me?” I ask, pulling a sad face and fluttering my eyelashes at her. Who couldn’t forgive a face like that? Maisie doubles over in laughter, pointing at my face and trying to catch her breath. God , it’s a beautiful sound to hear. I truly could listen to her laugh all day. That is going to be my goal; to make her laugh as often as possible. She glows when she laughs, and it’s a sight to behold.
“St-stop pulling th-that face!” she says through her laughter, now holding onto her stomach.
“Only if you forgive me , or I’m going to keep pulling this face until you do.”
“Okay , okay. I forgive you. Please, just stop. You’re giving me a stitch!” I flutter my eyelashes a few more times for good measure, causing more laughter. A few people are staring at us, probably wondering what Maisie’s laughing at and thinking we’re crazy. Oh well, let them stare. I don’t care as long as she’s happy.
“It’s getting late, plus , I’m pretty hungry. You want to go get something to eat?” I ask.
“Yeah, I’m hungry too. What do you have in mind?” She asks , placing the elephant back onto the shelf. Mission accomplished!
“How about pizza? There’s a little pizza joint just down the road that’s pretty good,” I ask as we make our way out to the parking lot.
“Pizza sounds good right about now. I could eat a cow. I’m that hungry.” Just as she says that, her tummy does a loud rumble. A blush appears onto her cheeks at her embarrassment of me hearing it. Putting the present under the seat compartment before she notices, I then hand her my helmet and help her secure it. I sit on my bike, and then Maisie gets on behind me, wrapping her arms in her signature vice like grip. I’d complain that I couldn’t breathe, except I don’t want her to loosen her grip. I like the feel of her chest pressed hard against my back, feeling the heat of her body seep into mine. It does crazy things to my body; things that shouldn’t be happening when you’re trying to drive a motorbike. Starting the engine, I ride off, taking extra care because of the delicate package on the back of my bike.
****
We arrive at the restaurant and are shown to our seats straightaway. I don’t even need to look at the menu to know what I’m going to get. I always get this pizza when I come here. Pablo’s Pizza makes the best pizza in the area.
“You ’re not going to look at the menu?” Maisie asks, peering over the top of her menu at me. She looks so tiny sitting in this booth. It’s swallowing her up.
“No, I always get the same every time I come here ,” I reply, shrugging.
“What are you getting?”
“The mighty meat feast. It’s the best. That way, instead of having to just choose one meat, you get a big selection.”
“Hmm... That does sound good. I might get that too then. Otherwise , I’ll regret it if I just get a Hawaiian,” she says, putting her
Making my way to the check out, I pay for her gift before she realizes what I’m doing.
“That will be $18.99, please, sir,” the young cashier says.
“Keep the change ,” I reply, handing her $20. I haven’t got time to waste waiting for my change. It’s only $1.01 anyway. It’s not going to change my life.
Turning around to see where Maisie is, I spot her looking at the elephant that I have just bought her. I need to distract her before she decides to buy it, or otherwise, my surprise will be ruined. “Hey. You ready to go?” I ask, making her jump.
“Jesus , Jesse! Do you have to creep up on me like that? I think I just peed my pants a little,” Maisie says all serious, holding her hand over her heart. Let’s hope it was enough to distract her.
“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to scare you. Forgive me?” I ask, pulling a sad face and fluttering my eyelashes at her. Who couldn’t forgive a face like that? Maisie doubles over in laughter, pointing at my face and trying to catch her breath. God , it’s a beautiful sound to hear. I truly could listen to her laugh all day. That is going to be my goal; to make her laugh as often as possible. She glows when she laughs, and it’s a sight to behold.
“St-stop pulling th-that face!” she says through her laughter, now holding onto her stomach.
“Only if you forgive me , or I’m going to keep pulling this face until you do.”
“Okay , okay. I forgive you. Please, just stop. You’re giving me a stitch!” I flutter my eyelashes a few more times for good measure, causing more laughter. A few people are staring at us, probably wondering what Maisie’s laughing at and thinking we’re crazy. Oh well, let them stare. I don’t care as long as she’s happy.
“It’s getting late, plus , I’m pretty hungry. You want to go get something to eat?” I ask.
“Yeah, I’m hungry too. What do you have in mind?” She asks , placing the elephant back onto the shelf. Mission accomplished!
“How about pizza? There’s a little pizza joint just down the road that’s pretty good,” I ask as we make our way out to the parking lot.
“Pizza sounds good right about now. I could eat a cow. I’m that hungry.” Just as she says that, her tummy does a loud rumble. A blush appears onto her cheeks at her embarrassment of me hearing it. Putting the present under the seat compartment before she notices, I then hand her my helmet and help her secure it. I sit on my bike, and then Maisie gets on behind me, wrapping her arms in her signature vice like grip. I’d complain that I couldn’t breathe, except I don’t want her to loosen her grip. I like the feel of her chest pressed hard against my back, feeling the heat of her body seep into mine. It does crazy things to my body; things that shouldn’t be happening when you’re trying to drive a motorbike. Starting the engine, I ride off, taking extra care because of the delicate package on the back of my bike.
****
We arrive at the restaurant and are shown to our seats straightaway. I don’t even need to look at the menu to know what I’m going to get. I always get this pizza when I come here. Pablo’s Pizza makes the best pizza in the area.
“You ’re not going to look at the menu?” Maisie asks, peering over the top of her menu at me. She looks so tiny sitting in this booth. It’s swallowing her up.
“No, I always get the same every time I come here ,” I reply, shrugging.
“What are you getting?”
“The mighty meat feast. It’s the best. That way, instead of having to just choose one meat, you get a big selection.”
“Hmm... That does sound good. I might get that too then. Otherwise , I’ll regret it if I just get a Hawaiian,” she says, putting her
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