and saunters off. “Thank you.”
Lucas mumbles, watching her leave while I’m staring at him in
disbelief.
He turns his attention to me. “What?” I
shake my head and skim over my menu. “Nothing.” He starts to laugh
and I look up at him. “What’s so funny now?” He sets his menu down,
clasping his fingers together on the table.
“ I find it cute how
jealous you get.” I almost choke on my own saliva. “Excuse me?”
Jealous? I don’t think so. That girl practically threw herself at
you. It was really ridiculous and quite lame. If she was going for
the subtle approach, clearly she sucks at it.”
“ I don’t think she was
going for subtle. It was obvious she was trying to get a rise out
of you.” I pick my menu back up and continue looking at the items
to choose from. “Besides we aren’t even together so I have no
reason to be jealous. You can flirt with whomever you want.” He
places his hand over my menu, bringing it down to the table,
forcing me to look at him. “Abby.” I see a flick of hurt in his
eyes.
“ What?” He lifts his hand
from my menu and browses his, avoiding eye contact.
“Nevermind.”
I start feeling bad for what I’d said. I
know what I have to do. I set my menu down and fold my hands
together on the table, willing him to look at me. He does. Our
gazes bore into each other as if we’re the only two people in the
world. The rest of the world falls away. He smiles slightly, I
smile back shyly.
“ Hi, I’m Ashley; I’ll be
your waitress. Can I get you two something to drink?”
“ I’ll have coffee with
cream please.” I reply never taking my eyes off of his, vaguely
aware of her presence.
“ I’ll just have water
thanks.” Lucas says, our gazes still locked tension brewing. The
waitress, Ashley I think her name was watches us for a minute
before walking to the kitchen. It’s moments like this I wish I had
some supernatural power I could use to transport us somewhere else.
Alone. I clear my throat and begin. “Lucas, I. I want you. I want
you so bad I can taste you.”
He raises his eyebrows in surprise but
smiles. “I’ve never been the type to cheat. That’s not me. That’s
not my style. But it’s like that saying ‘there’s a first time for
everything’ and this may be one of those times.” I let out a big
breath. “It may not make sense, or it may not work out but I can’t
deny it anymore. Like I said, I’m not the cheating kind, but being
with you feels right. I can’t concentrate, I can’t breathe when
you’re near and you’re all I think about when I’m not. It may make
me a bad person. But at this point I don’t care anymore.”
He takes my hand, rubbing my palm with his
thumbs. My train of thought goes out the window and all of my
muscles in my body seize up. He makes me feel like I can fly. The
waitress comes back with our drinks, setting them down on the
table.
“ Do you know what you want
to eat yet?” It’s obvious we have no clue and she seems a bit
perturbed. “I’m not that hungry so I will just have a Chicken
Caesar salad please.” I close my menu and shove it at her. I look
to Lucas who is still deciding. Ashley looks flabbergasted at my
rudeness. “I’ll have a cheeseburger, well done please. Thanks.” He
gently hands her his menu then turns back to me. “So what do we do
Abby?” I fidget with my hands for a minute avoiding the
subject.
“ Well, I’m not ready to
tell anyone yet. We have to act like everything is the same,
nothing’s changed. We’re just friends more or less.” On second
thought, “You need to break it off with Sarah. But do it gently.”
He half snorts, half laughs. “I’m serious Lucas. Please.” I plead.
“Okay. But what about Brady?”
“ I’ll tell him,
eventually. Just give me some time. We’ll tell everyone then.” He
studies me, unsure of my motives.
“ In the mean time, we’ll
sneak time in whenever we can.” His eyes go wide in surprise, at
the absurdity of the
Lucas mumbles, watching her leave while I’m staring at him in
disbelief.
He turns his attention to me. “What?” I
shake my head and skim over my menu. “Nothing.” He starts to laugh
and I look up at him. “What’s so funny now?” He sets his menu down,
clasping his fingers together on the table.
“ I find it cute how
jealous you get.” I almost choke on my own saliva. “Excuse me?”
Jealous? I don’t think so. That girl practically threw herself at
you. It was really ridiculous and quite lame. If she was going for
the subtle approach, clearly she sucks at it.”
“ I don’t think she was
going for subtle. It was obvious she was trying to get a rise out
of you.” I pick my menu back up and continue looking at the items
to choose from. “Besides we aren’t even together so I have no
reason to be jealous. You can flirt with whomever you want.” He
places his hand over my menu, bringing it down to the table,
forcing me to look at him. “Abby.” I see a flick of hurt in his
eyes.
“ What?” He lifts his hand
from my menu and browses his, avoiding eye contact.
“Nevermind.”
I start feeling bad for what I’d said. I
know what I have to do. I set my menu down and fold my hands
together on the table, willing him to look at me. He does. Our
gazes bore into each other as if we’re the only two people in the
world. The rest of the world falls away. He smiles slightly, I
smile back shyly.
“ Hi, I’m Ashley; I’ll be
your waitress. Can I get you two something to drink?”
“ I’ll have coffee with
cream please.” I reply never taking my eyes off of his, vaguely
aware of her presence.
“ I’ll just have water
thanks.” Lucas says, our gazes still locked tension brewing. The
waitress, Ashley I think her name was watches us for a minute
before walking to the kitchen. It’s moments like this I wish I had
some supernatural power I could use to transport us somewhere else.
Alone. I clear my throat and begin. “Lucas, I. I want you. I want
you so bad I can taste you.”
He raises his eyebrows in surprise but
smiles. “I’ve never been the type to cheat. That’s not me. That’s
not my style. But it’s like that saying ‘there’s a first time for
everything’ and this may be one of those times.” I let out a big
breath. “It may not make sense, or it may not work out but I can’t
deny it anymore. Like I said, I’m not the cheating kind, but being
with you feels right. I can’t concentrate, I can’t breathe when
you’re near and you’re all I think about when I’m not. It may make
me a bad person. But at this point I don’t care anymore.”
He takes my hand, rubbing my palm with his
thumbs. My train of thought goes out the window and all of my
muscles in my body seize up. He makes me feel like I can fly. The
waitress comes back with our drinks, setting them down on the
table.
“ Do you know what you want
to eat yet?” It’s obvious we have no clue and she seems a bit
perturbed. “I’m not that hungry so I will just have a Chicken
Caesar salad please.” I close my menu and shove it at her. I look
to Lucas who is still deciding. Ashley looks flabbergasted at my
rudeness. “I’ll have a cheeseburger, well done please. Thanks.” He
gently hands her his menu then turns back to me. “So what do we do
Abby?” I fidget with my hands for a minute avoiding the
subject.
“ Well, I’m not ready to
tell anyone yet. We have to act like everything is the same,
nothing’s changed. We’re just friends more or less.” On second
thought, “You need to break it off with Sarah. But do it gently.”
He half snorts, half laughs. “I’m serious Lucas. Please.” I plead.
“Okay. But what about Brady?”
“ I’ll tell him,
eventually. Just give me some time. We’ll tell everyone then.” He
studies me, unsure of my motives.
“ In the mean time, we’ll
sneak time in whenever we can.” His eyes go wide in surprise, at
the absurdity of the
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