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N: Hungry?
O: Always. Where r u?
N: At home. Wanna meet me somewhere?
O: Diner?
N: Yeah, 20 min?
O: Y
I changed clothes quickly and put my hair up. I wore yoga pants and a long sleeve white t shirt. I grabbed my bag and headed out. Amber di dn’t even look up from the TV as I passed.
I parked at the diner and watched as Owen got out of his Bronco and made his way into the almost empty restaurant. He nearly filled the door as he entered and went to the corner booth. The waitress approached him and he waived her off, but did so courteously.
I got out of the car and went in and his smile lit up the whole place. I wished that smile would greet me as I came in instead of Amber’s selfish attitude and one track mind.
“ Hey. ”
“Hey, I’m sorry it’s so late but we had no groceries in the apartment and I was starving. And I know this great guy who is so huge that he eats almost twenty four hours a day so I called him figuring he wouldn’t mind.”
“Oh yeah?”
“Yeah, he should be here any minute.” I craned my neck and looked out the window as if I was looking for the guy instead of sitting next to him.
When I sat back down he was right next to me. I gasped as his nearness startled me. He leaned into my ear and whispered.
“Let me know when he shows up so I can stop doing this.” And then he kissed me right where my earlobe meets my jaw line. If it weren’t for my solid grip on the table I would’ve melted off of the booth.
The waitress approached and I put my hands on my face and tried to cover my blush.
She took our drink orders and he told her that we would need a minute on the food. She giggled a little and I realized it was the same waitress who saw me make a noisy fool out of myself last week.
“Is this going to become a habit?” I asked.
“What?” His face was so innocent.
“You know public groping, making out in public, thing of that sort?”
“Well, I remember the public groping, but I don’t remember the making out. Is that next? When do we get to that part?” He was practically jumping up and down.
“Oh Lord, I’ve given him an idea.” I said as I hit my forehead on the table.
I turned my head towards him as I lifted it off of the table and he had turned solemn on me.
“What?” I was confused. One minute we were joking and now this?
“Look, you need to be honest with me. If you don’t like me touching you…”
“Owen, look at me.” I grabbed his hand to get his attention. “I was truly joking. I don’t mind it at all. In fact, I wish you would be more comfortable touching me whenever you want. But we haven’t even gone out on a real date yet. So I don’t know if you’ re just fooling around or…”
He got closer and nailed me with the most honest glare I’ve ever seen.
“Do you think I’m joking around here?” He asked me as he pulled my entire body towards him.
I reached out and touched the line of his jaw with the tips of my fingers. “No.”
“We’re on the same page then.” I shook myself out of my stupor and looked at the menu.
The waitress approached and he
N: Hungry?
O: Always. Where r u?
N: At home. Wanna meet me somewhere?
O: Diner?
N: Yeah, 20 min?
O: Y
I changed clothes quickly and put my hair up. I wore yoga pants and a long sleeve white t shirt. I grabbed my bag and headed out. Amber di dn’t even look up from the TV as I passed.
I parked at the diner and watched as Owen got out of his Bronco and made his way into the almost empty restaurant. He nearly filled the door as he entered and went to the corner booth. The waitress approached him and he waived her off, but did so courteously.
I got out of the car and went in and his smile lit up the whole place. I wished that smile would greet me as I came in instead of Amber’s selfish attitude and one track mind.
“ Hey. ”
“Hey, I’m sorry it’s so late but we had no groceries in the apartment and I was starving. And I know this great guy who is so huge that he eats almost twenty four hours a day so I called him figuring he wouldn’t mind.”
“Oh yeah?”
“Yeah, he should be here any minute.” I craned my neck and looked out the window as if I was looking for the guy instead of sitting next to him.
When I sat back down he was right next to me. I gasped as his nearness startled me. He leaned into my ear and whispered.
“Let me know when he shows up so I can stop doing this.” And then he kissed me right where my earlobe meets my jaw line. If it weren’t for my solid grip on the table I would’ve melted off of the booth.
The waitress approached and I put my hands on my face and tried to cover my blush.
She took our drink orders and he told her that we would need a minute on the food. She giggled a little and I realized it was the same waitress who saw me make a noisy fool out of myself last week.
“Is this going to become a habit?” I asked.
“What?” His face was so innocent.
“You know public groping, making out in public, thing of that sort?”
“Well, I remember the public groping, but I don’t remember the making out. Is that next? When do we get to that part?” He was practically jumping up and down.
“Oh Lord, I’ve given him an idea.” I said as I hit my forehead on the table.
I turned my head towards him as I lifted it off of the table and he had turned solemn on me.
“What?” I was confused. One minute we were joking and now this?
“Look, you need to be honest with me. If you don’t like me touching you…”
“Owen, look at me.” I grabbed his hand to get his attention. “I was truly joking. I don’t mind it at all. In fact, I wish you would be more comfortable touching me whenever you want. But we haven’t even gone out on a real date yet. So I don’t know if you’ re just fooling around or…”
He got closer and nailed me with the most honest glare I’ve ever seen.
“Do you think I’m joking around here?” He asked me as he pulled my entire body towards him.
I reached out and touched the line of his jaw with the tips of my fingers. “No.”
“We’re on the same page then.” I shook myself out of my stupor and looked at the menu.
The waitress approached and he
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