about our date anymore. He drops his head down and kisses me; it amazes me how soft and full his lips are for a guy. We stand there for a couple minutes just holding and kissing each other; I’m running my hands up and down his back while his are gripped firmly on my hips. When he pulls back I wanted to protest but know it’s for the best. I love that he’s respecting what I want and have asked of him. “I’ll tell you what. I want you to surprise me; just put the address in the GPS and I’ll drive.”
“What if it isn’t something that you want to do?”
“Don’t worry about that; I’m sure whatever it is, we’ll have a good time doing it.” He swoops down and gives me another quick kiss. “If you want to get dressed we can leave whenever you’re ready.”
“Okay.” I grab my bag and head into the bathroom. I’m really going to kill Jen; every single thing she packed me was a low cut, short dress. I finally pick one and slip it on. The dress is light blue, which looks good against my tanned skin, and is cut into a V, making my boobs look at least two cups sizes bigger than they actually are. The material is very lightweight, which is good since it’s supposed to be hot out today.
When I walk out of the bathroom Luke is sitting on the bed playing with his phone. He looks up at me and his eyes get that fiery look in them that makes me want to lock this hotel room door and never leave. He gets up and walks over to me, placing his hands on my lower back and pulling me against him.
“How in the world am I supposed to go anywhere with you looking like that?”
Embarrassment comes over me. I knew I couldn’t pull this dress off; this was Jen’s style and she’s built so much better for it than I am. “I thought it wasn’t right; Jen only packed me dresses, though. I’ll see what else I can find.” I turn away to retreat to the bathroom and try not to die of humiliation when he grabs my arm and turns me to face him.
“Hey, I meant that you look gorgeous and I don’t know how I’ll be able to deal with guys looking at you all day. Becca, you’re beautiful.”
I can feel my cheeks start to heat up; a guy has never called me beautiful before. Sure I’ve gotten the cat calls, and the occasional “you’re hot”, but no one has ever said anything like that to me and made me feel like they meant it.
“Come on, let’s go.” He grabs my hand and leads me toward the door. The entire time we’re driving, I’m second guessing my decision. I really hope he doesn’t think this is stupid.
When we pull up, he looks over at me with a quizzical look on his face. “Where are we?”
“Well, you said you wanted to do something outside and I figured you would want to go somewhere that you wouldn’t be recognized as easily. This is the PA Renaissance Faire; I’ve only been once before but I had a lot of fun and I thought it might be something different we could do. If you’re not into it, though, we can totally go somewhere else.”
He grabs my hand and I peer up at him. “Hey, I was just asking ‘cause I didn’t recognize it. I promise I’m not some mean jerk, Becca; don’t always think the worst.” He takes his baseball hat from the backseat and slips it onto his head; it’s the same one he had on the first day I met him. “Well, I’m still not sure what we’ll be doing, but let’s get in there.”
He gets out of the car, and before I can, he’s at my door opening it for me. I really need to learn to let myself relax around him, and as much as it scares me, I need to start letting my guard down. Luke is nothing like I expected him to be; I would’ve thought someone like him would be a cocky, rude womanizing jerk. Surprisingly, he isn’t and I need to stop treating him like he’s already done something wrong.
When we walk into the Faire I can’t help but smile; it’s just like I remembered it from when I was a
“What if it isn’t something that you want to do?”
“Don’t worry about that; I’m sure whatever it is, we’ll have a good time doing it.” He swoops down and gives me another quick kiss. “If you want to get dressed we can leave whenever you’re ready.”
“Okay.” I grab my bag and head into the bathroom. I’m really going to kill Jen; every single thing she packed me was a low cut, short dress. I finally pick one and slip it on. The dress is light blue, which looks good against my tanned skin, and is cut into a V, making my boobs look at least two cups sizes bigger than they actually are. The material is very lightweight, which is good since it’s supposed to be hot out today.
When I walk out of the bathroom Luke is sitting on the bed playing with his phone. He looks up at me and his eyes get that fiery look in them that makes me want to lock this hotel room door and never leave. He gets up and walks over to me, placing his hands on my lower back and pulling me against him.
“How in the world am I supposed to go anywhere with you looking like that?”
Embarrassment comes over me. I knew I couldn’t pull this dress off; this was Jen’s style and she’s built so much better for it than I am. “I thought it wasn’t right; Jen only packed me dresses, though. I’ll see what else I can find.” I turn away to retreat to the bathroom and try not to die of humiliation when he grabs my arm and turns me to face him.
“Hey, I meant that you look gorgeous and I don’t know how I’ll be able to deal with guys looking at you all day. Becca, you’re beautiful.”
I can feel my cheeks start to heat up; a guy has never called me beautiful before. Sure I’ve gotten the cat calls, and the occasional “you’re hot”, but no one has ever said anything like that to me and made me feel like they meant it.
“Come on, let’s go.” He grabs my hand and leads me toward the door. The entire time we’re driving, I’m second guessing my decision. I really hope he doesn’t think this is stupid.
When we pull up, he looks over at me with a quizzical look on his face. “Where are we?”
“Well, you said you wanted to do something outside and I figured you would want to go somewhere that you wouldn’t be recognized as easily. This is the PA Renaissance Faire; I’ve only been once before but I had a lot of fun and I thought it might be something different we could do. If you’re not into it, though, we can totally go somewhere else.”
He grabs my hand and I peer up at him. “Hey, I was just asking ‘cause I didn’t recognize it. I promise I’m not some mean jerk, Becca; don’t always think the worst.” He takes his baseball hat from the backseat and slips it onto his head; it’s the same one he had on the first day I met him. “Well, I’m still not sure what we’ll be doing, but let’s get in there.”
He gets out of the car, and before I can, he’s at my door opening it for me. I really need to learn to let myself relax around him, and as much as it scares me, I need to start letting my guard down. Luke is nothing like I expected him to be; I would’ve thought someone like him would be a cocky, rude womanizing jerk. Surprisingly, he isn’t and I need to stop treating him like he’s already done something wrong.
When we walk into the Faire I can’t help but smile; it’s just like I remembered it from when I was a
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