Going out fishing
556 Words
He looked up then and took her
breath away as he said, “No joke. I much
rather you have both your legs.”
He got up then and went to a shelf
where the school first aid kit was kept.
He was back quickly with it and soon
making her eyes water as he rubbed
alcohol into the wound.
“Holding up?”
“I’m not screaming am I?” She
gritted out.
He chuckled and said, “No, but then I
haven’t put the iodine on yet.”
At that moment he did that very thing
and she cried out from the deeper burn of the iodine. Opening her eyes, she
immediately let go of his shoulder, she
had somehow come to be gripping a
hold of.
Wow, was he solid!
“Sorry, I…. ah”, he was up on his
feet and looking at her then and words
simply faded from her ability to speak.
He glanced away to the hole in the
floor and then back to her, “I need to get
some materials that I don’t have with me to fix this properly. Do you mind if the
repair waits till tomorrow?”
“Sure. Fine by me.”
He nodded and looked at her more
intently and finally unsure of the situation she asked in a small voice,
“What?”
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I looked away at her question and
said while staring at the wall, “It’s come
to my attention that you’ve been asking
about me.”
My gaze came back to her startled
eyes and solemnly I asked, “Are your
intentions honorable when it comes to
me or excuse my directness are you
simply looking to get laid?”
She blinked and quickly looked
down. Her hands came to clasp tightly
together and I could see that she was in a
struggle to speak.
From the looks of it the answer was
a mixture of both. She didn’t want to
confess to it though, and that was good,
because it told me that lying was
something still difficult for her to do.
“Samantha?” It was the first time that
I’d used her name aloud. I liked it.
She looked up.
“I am an honorable man and I will
treat you accordingly. Now, that said
would you like to go out on a date with
me?”
It was really something to see how
quick her head nodded, and then how she
followed it up with, “I would like that! I
would like that very much!”“Okay then. How about now?”
“I…. uh…. um…… I’m not
dressed.”
“I hate to break your bubble honey,
but there’s nowhere in this town not entirely worthy
of getting dressed up for. Would you like
to go fishing?”
She nodded quickly and stood up. I
surprised her then, surprised myself
actually.
ipicked her up. Her eyes were
liquid green pools of startlement as I
carried her out the door. She opened the
passenger side of the truck and I sat her
on the seat. She looked completely off
her game.“You’re sure you’re all right?”
She nodded quickly.
“Okay then.”
I slammed the door shut. This time
she didn’t jump. Her breasts did, though.
I made my way around the truck
doing my best to manage the permanent
case of hardness being in her vicinity
inspired. All I could say was I hoped
God knew what He was doing because I
sure didn’t!
- Writer
