whispers right in my ear.
“What is this movie about anyway? You read the book right?” He pulls back a little to give me room to answer , but I can still feel his breath on my skin.
“It’s a romance, about this girl and this guy who are in college.” I whisper back while glancing at him out of the corner of my eye.
“That’s it?” Connor gives me this disbelieving look. “What’s so great about that?”
“Just watch it. It’s hard to explain. It’s a really good book.” To be honest , I’m little nervous how the movie adaptation turned out. I really love the book.
“Okay. Can I have some of your soda? I didn’t think I was thirsty, but this popcorn has a ton of salt on it.” Connor whispers in my ear again.
“Sure.” I say and hand him my cup.
I try to force myself to look away but his eyes hold mine while his lips close around the straw and he takes a drink. I just can’t make my body move. It’s like he’s trapped me somehow. Jeez intense much! He hands the cup back and murmurs a thank you. By the way his eyes are smoldering when his hands brush mine I know he is thinking along the same lines. I finally break away as the beginning credits start. I take a sip of my drink and try not to think about the fact that just a few seconds ago his lips were where mine now are.
The movie is better than I could have hoped and I almost forget Connor is there taking up so much of my personal space, but not quite. He keeps glancing at me and I’m sure it’s to gauge my reactions. During one particularly romantic moment where the boy is standing outside the girls’ dorm professing his love after taking her for a late night motorcycle ride, I get a little teary eyed. I may not be romantically involved and don’t plan to be, but I am of the female variety. So when I catch Connor looking at me like he just solved another piece of the puzzle, I’m a little perturbed.
At the end of the movie I stand up and turn to lead the way out of our aisle when strong hands grab my hips from behind. Connor tilts his body a little so he can look down at my face.
“Thanks for that Nina. It wasn’t bad for a chick flick. I learned a lot.”
Then he leans down and kisses me on the top of my head and releases me. I shake off whatever the hell has my chest tightening and my stomach flipping and walk towards the exit. When we get to Connor’s truck , I give him directions to the Chinese place downtown. I am suddenly starving and remember that other than the doughnut, I haven’t eaten since yesterday morning. That’s probably why I’m feeling so dizzy.
At the restaurant, I order some sesame chicken, lo mien and another Mountain Dew and take a seat in a booth. Connor gets some kung pao chicken, sweet and sour soup with fried rice and a Pepsi. I notice how the woman at the register smiles a little wider and tugs at her shirt to show some more cleavage when Connor orders. For some reason this annoys me so I can’t help the frown I’m wearing when he slides in across from me.
“Do you need a pen?” I ask him.
He looks a little confused at first but says “No, why.” I look back at the woman and she is still staring at Connor and has caked her lips with gloss.
“Oh I just figured she asked you to autograph her tits or something.”
Connor’s eyes widen for a second and then he bursts out laughing. I can’t help but giggle a little too. In that moment with both of us just laughing, sitting casually together without any drama, I can see it. I can see something more happening between us. How easy it would be. That thought scares the shit out of me. Connor notices my change of mood and stops laughing. He reaches across the table and takes my hand in his.
“Hey, she didn’t say anything to me. Even if she did I’m not interested.” He says looking me right in the eye and it feels as though he is trying to push the words