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me after just a couple days?
I take the seat next to her, and from the
corner of my eye I can see her body stiffen the moment I sit down.
She crosses her left leg and relaxes back into the couch. Her smile
is gone and in its place is an expression full of focus.
“This is a good show,” I say, filling the
silence between us. I don’t know what else to say. This is new for
me. I never have a problem talking to women, but with Kelsey,
everything feels different.
“I think so, too,” she says.
Get it together, Ethan.
I act as though I’m adjusting myself to get
comfortable and mange to slide closer to her. There’s nothing
discrete about what I just did, but she doesn’t move. I reach my
arms above my head to stretch. I’m about to pull a really
old-school move—and let’s be honest, it rarely ever fails. As I
lower my arms to my side I keep my right arm straight and rest it
on the back of the couch behind Kelsey’s head. At this exact moment
it feels like everything in the room falls to silence, except for
the bubble of laugher that comes out of her mouth.
I quickly glance at the TV, hoping the show
is at a funny scene, but it’s not. Kelsey is laughing at me. Talk
about blowing a man’s ego. I lift my arm off the couch. This isn’t
working out how I want. Before I can rest my arm back at my side,
she quickly scoots under my shoulder and rests her head against my
chest. I freeze. Kelsey Brian just made a move on me. I want to
jump off this couch and fist-pump my hand in the air. I slowly
lower my arm around her to pull her close.
This is exactly how I wanted things to
go.
We make it through another episode before
the pizza shows up and then quickly devour every slice in the box.
I get up to toss the box in the trash, and this time when I sit
next to her, I don’t hesitate on how far apart we should be.
“Hopefully, the locksmith gets here soon,”
she says, looking at her phone. I find this funny since earlier she
told me it was dead. I want to smile like some lovesick puppy. She
wants to be here just as much as I want her here.
“That’s okay. You can stay here as long as
you need to.”
“Is that the same Xbox you had when you were
sixteen?” she asks and I follow her gaze to the gray-and-white game
box sitting under the TV.
“Yeah, I actually —”
“Can we play something?” She beams, sitting
forward on the couch. She wants to play a video game?
“Sure.” I get up and turn the box on, giving
her a few options. It’s been years since I played a game on this
thing. I only kept it so I could watch movies with it.
“Let’s play this one.” She waves a simple
car racing game in my face.
I put the disk in the player and hand her a
controller. We sit cross-legged on the floor in front of the TV.
Occasionally she squeals when she wrecks or turns her car in the
opposite direction, but otherwise we’re both pretty quiet. We’re on
the last lap when I make my signature move from all those years ago
and cut her off, causing her car to spin out of control. She
squeals again and shoves me over.
“You did that on purpose. I was going to win
and you knew it.” She laughs.
In a moment like this, I have to take
advantage of the open opportunity. I give her a slight push back
and she grabs my shirt, pulling me toward her as she falls onto her
back.
Our faces are inches apart.
Our eyes lock and that’s when it clicks. She planned this whole
Xbox idea. I start to smile, but when she licks her lips, her
tongue brushes against my bottom lip. Shit.
“This was a bad idea,” she whispers right as
our lips are about to touch. “We shouldn’t get involved with each
other.” I lean my forehead against hers and let out a struggled
breath.
“Why not?” I ask even
though I know the answer. I would never force Kelsey into something
she didn’t want to be a part of, and I know the reasons I shouldn’t do this, but
I don’t understand hers. She’s never given me any sign she wasn’t
in to
me after just a couple days?
I take the seat next to her, and from the
corner of my eye I can see her body stiffen the moment I sit down.
She crosses her left leg and relaxes back into the couch. Her smile
is gone and in its place is an expression full of focus.
“This is a good show,” I say, filling the
silence between us. I don’t know what else to say. This is new for
me. I never have a problem talking to women, but with Kelsey,
everything feels different.
“I think so, too,” she says.
Get it together, Ethan.
I act as though I’m adjusting myself to get
comfortable and mange to slide closer to her. There’s nothing
discrete about what I just did, but she doesn’t move. I reach my
arms above my head to stretch. I’m about to pull a really
old-school move—and let’s be honest, it rarely ever fails. As I
lower my arms to my side I keep my right arm straight and rest it
on the back of the couch behind Kelsey’s head. At this exact moment
it feels like everything in the room falls to silence, except for
the bubble of laugher that comes out of her mouth.
I quickly glance at the TV, hoping the show
is at a funny scene, but it’s not. Kelsey is laughing at me. Talk
about blowing a man’s ego. I lift my arm off the couch. This isn’t
working out how I want. Before I can rest my arm back at my side,
she quickly scoots under my shoulder and rests her head against my
chest. I freeze. Kelsey Brian just made a move on me. I want to
jump off this couch and fist-pump my hand in the air. I slowly
lower my arm around her to pull her close.
This is exactly how I wanted things to
go.
We make it through another episode before
the pizza shows up and then quickly devour every slice in the box.
I get up to toss the box in the trash, and this time when I sit
next to her, I don’t hesitate on how far apart we should be.
“Hopefully, the locksmith gets here soon,”
she says, looking at her phone. I find this funny since earlier she
told me it was dead. I want to smile like some lovesick puppy. She
wants to be here just as much as I want her here.
“That’s okay. You can stay here as long as
you need to.”
“Is that the same Xbox you had when you were
sixteen?” she asks and I follow her gaze to the gray-and-white game
box sitting under the TV.
“Yeah, I actually —”
“Can we play something?” She beams, sitting
forward on the couch. She wants to play a video game?
“Sure.” I get up and turn the box on, giving
her a few options. It’s been years since I played a game on this
thing. I only kept it so I could watch movies with it.
“Let’s play this one.” She waves a simple
car racing game in my face.
I put the disk in the player and hand her a
controller. We sit cross-legged on the floor in front of the TV.
Occasionally she squeals when she wrecks or turns her car in the
opposite direction, but otherwise we’re both pretty quiet. We’re on
the last lap when I make my signature move from all those years ago
and cut her off, causing her car to spin out of control. She
squeals again and shoves me over.
“You did that on purpose. I was going to win
and you knew it.” She laughs.
In a moment like this, I have to take
advantage of the open opportunity. I give her a slight push back
and she grabs my shirt, pulling me toward her as she falls onto her
back.
Our faces are inches apart.
Our eyes lock and that’s when it clicks. She planned this whole
Xbox idea. I start to smile, but when she licks her lips, her
tongue brushes against my bottom lip. Shit.
“This was a bad idea,” she whispers right as
our lips are about to touch. “We shouldn’t get involved with each
other.” I lean my forehead against hers and let out a struggled
breath.
“Why not?” I ask even
though I know the answer. I would never force Kelsey into something
she didn’t want to be a part of, and I know the reasons I shouldn’t do this, but
I don’t understand hers. She’s never given me any sign she wasn’t
in to
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