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was clearly going to be hard to resist.
    The waitress interrupted our encounter with our meals. That was twice now that she’d walked up to our table at the perfect time. Did I mention that he also flirted with her profusely? Not that I cared. I knew he was a flirt before I accepted the date. That’s how he lured me in. Watching him flirt openly with her right in front of me was rude, but I didn’t let it get to me. It’s not like I wanted anything more from him th en one night of fun. If the poor boy wanted to nurse his ego, than he could go right ahead. I had no intention of seeing him after tonight anyway, but now that I knew how much it bothered Travis; I may have to agree to one more date just so I could piss him off. That was evil I knew, but what could I say.
    Speak of the devil. When I peeked at the message on my cell phone, I didn’t recognize the number, so I knew that it was from him. Besides Dane, he was the only one who ever called me Seesaw. The message read –Having fun Seesaw? I knew that Dane was somewhere behind all this. He had to have been the one to give Travis my number. After the second message, I just turned the damn thing off. He was trying to ruin my date, so I put a stop to it quickly. I figured that if I didn’t turn it off and I refused to answer, then he’d start calling next and I didn’t need that happening.
    We finished our dinner over light conversation, and talk about what was going on in both our lives. He said that he was considering enlisting in the Army because it was something that his father wanted him to do. He tried the college thing, but said that it just wasn’t for him. I could respect that. I wasn’t certain if the college thing would be for me either. Right then life seemed pretty okay without it. Most of our talk was about him. He loved to talk about himself… A lot. I didn’t mind though because it was less that I had to say about myself. He found a way to flirt or say something dirty with everything he talked about. He was laying it on thick, and I bit into every flirtatious move he threw my way.  It felt good having someone lust over me, even though I knew he was only doing it to get in my pants. He found several ways to touch my arm or hand. He even kept his leg rested up against mine under the table. The waitress cleared our table and brought our check. His hand found my knee under the table when she walked off. The sensation of his fingertips did crazy things to me. It had been a long time and sexual frustration had set in.
    “You ready to get out of here.” He winked, and I nodded. When we left the restaurant, his hand rested on my ass cheek the entire way to his car. He wasn’t a subtle boy. He was a take what he wanted, when he wanted it boy. “You want to go back to your place?” He asked
    “ Yeah, that’d be great.” At least there, I could kick him out when I got ready.
    “So you never told me how your parents were doing?” I stared out the window straight ahead. Was he kidding me? I let out a loud, exasperated sigh. He knew my parents were dead. The silence was thick and I shook my head in anger.
    “What?”
    “Vince, you know that my parents passed away. You and your parents came to the funeral. Why would you ask that?” I shook my head. If he weren’t driving, I’d probably back-hand him in the face. 
    “Oh yeah, that’s right, I must have forgot.”
    “Are you serious? Ugh,” I could not even look at him right now, stupid fucker.
    “I’m sorry.” He said, but I just shook my head. I knew there was a reason that I never liked the heartless little asshole. I let my girly parts do all the judging on this one, and look where it got me.
    The car slammed to a stop in front of my house. “Goodnight Vince.” I opened the car door and stepped out.
    “Wait you’re not even gonna ask me inside?”
    I leaned my head down so that I could look him directly in the eyes. I wanted him to see me roll mine. “Some other time, goodnight,”