Disney date
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Next day
*Hope*
I am sitting at an outdoor table belonging to the ‘smokejumpers grill’. It is kind of empty as it is early, the only other people here are a Young couple feeding a small kid.
Honestly my nerves are on the outside right now. I have never flirted with a man like this before and definitely not online. How will it be seeing him face to face again ? Will I feel the same or will it all fall flat ?
I keep smoothing my clothes, wondering if I wore the right outfit. I have my hair loose, but change my mind, pulling it up in kind of a half bun, to have it a bit under control. What if his family hates me ? Or I hate them ?
“Hi ... you are here”. I instantly recognise his voice and turn to see him stand ten feet away, kind of shuffling his feet and biting his lip. He looks just as nervous and uncertain as I feel, which surprises me. “Merry belated Christmas”.
“Of course, we have a ... date right ?” I look up and can’t help smiling. He is wearing a cap and on top of it he has mickey mouse ears, looking more like an athlete or something than a businessman.
He comes over and sits down on the other chair. His right leg is bouncing slightly, like he has a hard time sitting still. “Yeah.. we do. You look very pretty by the way”.
“Thanks ... I like your ears”. I giggle. Somehow, him being this obviously nervous makes me relax more.
His hand goes to his head, realising I mean the Mickey ears, he takes them off. “Oh ... these. It’s just this silly thing my family do”.
I take it from his hand, putting it back on him. “And they look adorable on you. I might need to get a pair too ... to fit in you know”.
“You look adorable with or without ears”. He reaches out to run his thumb down my cheek.
I look up at him. “What are we doing here Owen ?”
“We are in Disneyland ... so I guess we are here to have fun ?!” That Infernal leg keeps bouncing.
Grabbing his leg to keep it still I shake my head. “That’s not what I meant, Owen. You and me ... The flirting ... The breaking the internet ... the meeting your family on a .. first date”.
He looks at my hand on his leg, like he expects it to say something too. Then he finally lifts his head to look me in the eyes. “Honestly I don’t know. This is way out of my comfort zone. I just know that ... I ... I need to get to know you”.
“Well ... let’s get started then. What do you mostly want to know ?” I look at him, letting go of his leg.
He breathes in deeply. “Well everything, what you like ... what you don’t like ... how you sound when you are happy. But I guess that mostly I want to know ... How do you feel about me ? Am I the only one having this ... feeling ? Do you think me to old
? And do you hold that ... thing ... that night against me ?”
“Oh wow ... okay let me try then”. I giggle, finding him so very cute. “No, you are not the only one feeling something, else I wouldn’t be here. And after giving it some thought I decided that ... no your age doesn’t matter ... and by the way it’s not like you are old. And that night ... Well I can’t claim to like the thought, but I think I can forget it”.
“Thank you”. He grabs my hands over the table. “So ... is there anything you want to know ?”
I think for a moment. “I looked a bit into you, and you are divorced with no kids right ?” He nods. “So what are you looking for ? What do you want from a relationship ?”
“Honestly ... I am ready to be serious.. I want it all, ever after, kids, all the boring, mundane and absolutely awesome stuff ...I hope that doesn’t scare you ?” The leg starts bouncing again.
“Definitely not scaring me, actually I kind of feel the same, which often scares guys my own age”. I smile at him. “So anything else you want to know ?”
His eyes suddenly seem to be locked on my lips. “Well ... mostly how soft your lips are”.
“Well that can be solved rather easily”. I get up and walk over to him, he looks up at me with huge eyes as I lean down, softly pressing my lips to his.
*Owen*
Okay so I did not mean to say that out loud, but now I am really happy that I did. And her lips are soft as silk against mine. I almost groan in frustration as she pulls away.
She smiles at me. “Well yours are definitely soft”.
“So are yours ... like silk”. I know I am just staring at her, my mouth slightly open.
“You're so cute”. She takes my hand. “Come on, let's find your family and go have fun”.
I am happy to follow her, especially as she laces her fingers with mine. “I happen to think that you are cuter”.
After having called Shekinah and asked where they are, we met up with them and I introduce her to everyone.
Gryffin holds up his new toy from the stroller and she squat down in front of her. “Hi there Gryffin.. I am Hope and I know you from uncle Owen’s i********:. Oh, is that a new toy ? That’s pretty awesome”.
Shekinah steps over beside me, saying in a low voice. “I like her, Owen ... I have a really good feeling about her actually”.
My father has come over and he nods. “I agree with your sister, she seems like a good girl Owen. But I can’t help feeling that she reminds me of someone”.
“I am happy you like her, because I really like her”. I can’t help smiling, watching as she is playing with Gryffin, making him giggle happily, the only thing cuter is the smile she sends me.
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