D’Angelos Café was a popular Wolfenson College place to eat. Not as popular as The Spot, but definitely more popular than Habaneros.
“Ava? What’s up? You sound like you’re in a tunnel. Is everything okay?” Holly asked.
“I’m in a bathroom stall, and I only have a few minutes. I’m on a date,” Ava explained.
“With that Thomas guy?” Holly asked.
“No, I’m with Max.”
“What happened to Thomas? I thought you were having dinner together tonight? Hold on, who’s Max?” Holly asked, sounding confused.
Ava sighed. “Okay, so Thomas and I were supposed to have a date tonight, but he cancelled. Max is the guy I told you about from art class. You know, the model? It’s a long story, but he’s now tutoring me in statistics.”
“Av, you know that doesn’t make sense even a little bit,” Holly replied.
“I don’t really have time to explain right now, Hol, except we kissed—Max and me. Well Thomas and I kissed, too, but this is about Max. Anyway, we said it shouldn’t have happened – the kiss, I mean, and now he’s tutoring me, and he’s about to walk me home.”
“From your date?” Holly added.
“Yes. I think. I offered to buy Max dinner to thank him for tutoring me because he wouldn’t let me give him money. Except he grabbed the check before I could, and he wound up paying it.”
“Geez, Av, you really took that I’m going to stay man-free so I can focus on finals advice to heart, didn’t you?” Holly teased.
“Hol, I need advice, not mocking. I like both of them, Thomas and Max. What should I do?”
“Do what you tell me to do, Av … follow your heart, and don’t get caught. Speaking of, I gotta go. There’s this guy, Jared, and he’s super cute. Anyway, my roommate says she’s friends with his roommate, and she’s going to introduce us. So I gotta go get ready. Wish me luck.”
“Thanks, Holly, and good luck.”
Ava hung up the phone, reapplied her lipstick, checked her hair, and returned to the table where Max was patiently waiting.
“Ready?” he asked.
Ava nodded.
Ava and Max walked closely side by side, without holding hands. The night was chilly, but not as cold as the previous night. A rarity for December, a month generally filled with below freezing temperatures. As such, Ava could comfortably keep her hands out of her pockets … just in case he reached for her. The sounds of cars driving by, or college students chatting as they passed, were barely noticeable to Ava. She was thinking only about the kiss to come.
Would it come? After all, they had kissed before, even if it was unexpected. True, Max had said point blank the kiss shouldn’t have happened. He promised to keep their relationship on a strictly professional level—he was the tutor, she was the student—but things were different now, weren’t they? Was this a date, or was Ava reading too much into it? And what about Thomas? Did she owe him some sort of exclusivity? They only had one date, and they never discussed the status of their relationship, to the extent that they even had a relationship. Besides, if Thomas was so important to her, why couldn’t she stop thinking about Max? She knew the answer. Her feelings for Max had changed over dinner, really changed .
“Are you okay?” Max asked.
“Huh?” They were standing outside of her apartment door. “I’m fine, why?”
“You seem so quiet all of a sudden. Did I lose you for a second?”
Ava stared at the sky. Moonlight shone down on the two of them like a spotlight, cancelling out everything else around them as stars flickered about in the sky.
“No, it’s just such a nice night, that’s all. Thanks for dinner and for tutoring me. I really appreciate it. Of course, I still owe you for that, you know. Oh, and good luck with your studies tomorrow. I guess I’ll see you in the afternoon? I appreciate you walking me home. I suppose I’ll be going inside now.” Ava hated this part. She always felt so self-conscious
“Ava? What’s up? You sound like you’re in a tunnel. Is everything okay?” Holly asked.
“I’m in a bathroom stall, and I only have a few minutes. I’m on a date,” Ava explained.
“With that Thomas guy?” Holly asked.
“No, I’m with Max.”
“What happened to Thomas? I thought you were having dinner together tonight? Hold on, who’s Max?” Holly asked, sounding confused.
Ava sighed. “Okay, so Thomas and I were supposed to have a date tonight, but he cancelled. Max is the guy I told you about from art class. You know, the model? It’s a long story, but he’s now tutoring me in statistics.”
“Av, you know that doesn’t make sense even a little bit,” Holly replied.
“I don’t really have time to explain right now, Hol, except we kissed—Max and me. Well Thomas and I kissed, too, but this is about Max. Anyway, we said it shouldn’t have happened – the kiss, I mean, and now he’s tutoring me, and he’s about to walk me home.”
“From your date?” Holly added.
“Yes. I think. I offered to buy Max dinner to thank him for tutoring me because he wouldn’t let me give him money. Except he grabbed the check before I could, and he wound up paying it.”
“Geez, Av, you really took that I’m going to stay man-free so I can focus on finals advice to heart, didn’t you?” Holly teased.
“Hol, I need advice, not mocking. I like both of them, Thomas and Max. What should I do?”
“Do what you tell me to do, Av … follow your heart, and don’t get caught. Speaking of, I gotta go. There’s this guy, Jared, and he’s super cute. Anyway, my roommate says she’s friends with his roommate, and she’s going to introduce us. So I gotta go get ready. Wish me luck.”
“Thanks, Holly, and good luck.”
Ava hung up the phone, reapplied her lipstick, checked her hair, and returned to the table where Max was patiently waiting.
“Ready?” he asked.
Ava nodded.
Ava and Max walked closely side by side, without holding hands. The night was chilly, but not as cold as the previous night. A rarity for December, a month generally filled with below freezing temperatures. As such, Ava could comfortably keep her hands out of her pockets … just in case he reached for her. The sounds of cars driving by, or college students chatting as they passed, were barely noticeable to Ava. She was thinking only about the kiss to come.
Would it come? After all, they had kissed before, even if it was unexpected. True, Max had said point blank the kiss shouldn’t have happened. He promised to keep their relationship on a strictly professional level—he was the tutor, she was the student—but things were different now, weren’t they? Was this a date, or was Ava reading too much into it? And what about Thomas? Did she owe him some sort of exclusivity? They only had one date, and they never discussed the status of their relationship, to the extent that they even had a relationship. Besides, if Thomas was so important to her, why couldn’t she stop thinking about Max? She knew the answer. Her feelings for Max had changed over dinner, really changed .
“Are you okay?” Max asked.
“Huh?” They were standing outside of her apartment door. “I’m fine, why?”
“You seem so quiet all of a sudden. Did I lose you for a second?”
Ava stared at the sky. Moonlight shone down on the two of them like a spotlight, cancelling out everything else around them as stars flickered about in the sky.
“No, it’s just such a nice night, that’s all. Thanks for dinner and for tutoring me. I really appreciate it. Of course, I still owe you for that, you know. Oh, and good luck with your studies tomorrow. I guess I’ll see you in the afternoon? I appreciate you walking me home. I suppose I’ll be going inside now.” Ava hated this part. She always felt so self-conscious
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