Bluebonnet Days

Not a Date

The next couple of days are busy with work. The guys are out for meetings and I am still processing Aunt Patsy's mess. But finally the weekend is here. I promised Mia I would help her get ready for her date tonight so I head over to her house and doll her up. She is so cute with her button nose and defined features. Long wavy brown hair and green eyes . She is 5’4 so a bit shorter than me at 5’6. I do a loose french braid with light makeup. She already has a nice summer tan. We choose a short black dress that compliments her figure without revealing too much. Shows just enough to tease her new beau. Mia slides on her wedges and is ready to go. I am still dressed in my work clothes, so I am now determined to rush home into my PJs for the night. I decide to walk her out since we hear Dylan drive up in his camaro. Then right behind him, I see Westons Black Chevy truck. I look at Mia, who looks confused as I do. I walk over to Weston

“Why are you here? Is everything ok at home?”

“Everything is fine. Did not mean to cause panic. Just here to pick you up for a date!”

“Um, we don’t have plans for tonight? I was about to head home and catch up on some movies in my Pjs.”

“Well your dad stated you were over here helping Mia for her big date, so thought I would accompany you home or to dinner. We can pick your car up tomorrow. I have to be out this way dropping some fence posts off for Mia's dad.”

“Nice gesture, Wes, but not sure if that's a great idea,” as I walk to my car. I tell Dylan to be careful with Mia or I would hurt him and watch them drive away. As I open my door, it is slammed back shut and I feel an alluring presence behind me.

Weston turns me around to face him, “Sam, you have officially hurt my ego! How are you going to apologize?”

“Apologize?, for what? Because I turned you down in front of our friends? I told you I need time Wes.”

“You did and I am trying, but you make it so hard,” as he gently pushes my hair back behind my ear and inches closer, until I am completely pinned between his body and my car.

He sees my scrunch up my nose and look down. “What are you confused and overthinking about now?”

As I look up at him, I state, “You, I am trying to figure you out. One minute you can pour your soul out to me and the next you are surrounded by this dominant aggressive aura. It has been years since we have been around each other so I get we have changed, but you….. There is something really different about you now.”

Wes has now completely pushed himself up against me, head bent down near my neck with his hot breath. “Is it a bad different? Or does it turn you on more?”

“Wes, what the hell!” As I try to push him away. I somewhat caught him off guard so he stumbled back a few steps. Only then to keep his eyes locked on mine, as I try to look away. Before I could even speak, his mouth was covering mine. Then his sensible lips find their way to the corner of my mouth, over to my neck and down to my clavicle.

“You are mine Sam, and no one else's. I’ll give you time to come to this realization, but I would not take too long.”

WIth my face in shock, “are you threatening me?” I do have a say of who and when I am in a relationship. Don’t get too high up on that horse of yours cowboy.”

“O don’t you worry darling, I won’t fall” as he kisses me on the cheek.

“So back to how you are going to apologize to me?”

“Ugh fine, you can hang with me to eat pizza and watch a movie. Keep your hands to yourself though!” he just smirks and walks to his truck.

I climb up into the cab of Weston truck. I always amazed how clean he keeps his truck with how dirty he gets at times. To break the now awkward silence in the truck I decide to talk about Mia.

“Well I am so happy for Mia and I hope it ends well for them both! Did you know he has been waiting for his life to get settled before he asked her out?

Weston nodded. “Yah, he knows he doesn't come from the same type of family MIa does, so he wanted to make sure he could support them and prove to her dad what kind of guy he is and that he loves his daughter.”

“Good ol’ Dylan. He has always been one of my favorites. Always has had a good head on his shoulders regardless of his upbringing. Well I pray for them. Mias’ dad is pretty reasonable and didn't say too much about her going out tonight with him, so we shall see.

Weston reaches for my hand across the seat. “Enough about them! What is the entire plan for tonight?”

“Other than my original plans of binge watching movies with pizza and ice cream?” I laugh out loud. “Did you think I was joking?”

“Well let's do it! I am game, and won’t even complain about the movies you pick!”

I give him an odd smirk.

We stop by my favorite hole in the wall pizza place, Niks Pizzeria. We grab pizzas, some appetizers and drinks to go. Mama already has the freezer full of my favorite ice cream. We get back to the house and my parents smile as we walk in together.

I say, “its nothin’, we are going down to the movie room to catch up on some movies and eat dinner”

“ok , sweetie, y'all have fun” my mama says

Before I close the door, I hear my mama tell dad “I hope it works out this time for the 2 of them. They really are a perfect match!” I close the door and smile.

Weston is already getting settled and in the theater recliners. I remember I was so happy when dad created this space for us years ago. Like having our own little theater without leaving the house. We even have our own candy concessions and popcorn maker down here that my mama keeps stocked. We start scrolling through the movies, so many I have missed seeing this past year because of working so much overtime at work. First movie is “The Secret” a Josh Lucas love story sounds good to me. Weston just smiles and does not say a word. Of course by the end of the movie, my face is all puffy from crying and I am ready for ice cream. Weston volunteers to run and grab it. He returns with my favorite flavor of double chocolate swirl and cherries and waffle cone pieces . Weston has a bowl of rocky road. I see that mama seems to keep his favorite in stock as well. He even brought a blanket down since it was getting cold and had a tank on. On to the next movie…. I decided to choose an action movie this time, so we go with ‘Wonder Woman” Half way through the movie, I am all snuggled up in my blanket fighting sleep.

“You can lean your head on my shoulder if you want. I wont mess with you”

“Thanks.” I think about it for a minute and decide to go ahead. I slightly move closer to him and lay my head on his shoulder. He smells so good and I can see his muscles defined down his arm as the lights reflect off of him. I am finding that I am way too comfortable and begin to drift off. Some time must have gone by because I woke up to being in my bed. I try to sit up and feel something on me. I look down and around and see that Weston has his arm around me, asleep next to me. O my, he must have carried me to bed. I try to twist my body and I feel his arm tighten around me and pull me closer to him. Even in his sleep he can’t let go. I don’t want to wake him up, so I get as comfortable as I can and fall back asleep.