A few days later, I rode the train to Coney Island with Bella by my side. The girl was full of surprises and one of them is that she didn't cringe in disgust when I led her down the subway stairs, the way my usual conquests did. This was the first time, in a while, that I hadn't had to explain to a girl that there was no need for me to drive my car every day when I lived in New York.

"So is Coney Island just like they make it seem in the movies?" Bella asked me.

I stopped staring down at where our hands lay next to each other, almost touching and looked up her. "How do they make it seem in the movies?"

She shrugged. "I don't know. Like it's this wonderful place full of exciting people."

"Well then yes, it is just like the way it is in the movies."

"How many times have you been there?" she asked.

"More times than I can count. When I was a kid it was my favorite place to go." I didn't say anything more than that. Because if I had continued, she would know more than just the façade, and that was just something I couldn't handle right now. Deep down inside, I knew that if I let her get a taste of the real me, I would be revealing a piece of my soul to her and of course that wasn't something I wanted to reveal. So in the end, I just stopped talking and made it seem as though my childhood self didn't go to Coney island to get away from the world, but instead I went there because it just a nice place to go. "Is it that great of a place?"

I nodded. "It's like a child's dream."

I expected her to ask more questions but I guess she just took my word for it because she was quiet after that.

We remained silent until the train stopped. I stood up and held put my hand to Bella "We're here," I told her with a grin.

As she took my hand and I helped her up, her face was full of excitement, so much so that her happiness was almost infectious.

I quickly dropped her hand so that I wasn't holding it longer than necessary and in her happy state she barely noticed. "Ready?" I asked.

She nodded. "Ready."

Because Bella had never been to Coney Island, our first stop was a hot dog stand where I forced her to stand back as I made the best thing that she would ever eat: a hot dog loaded with everything - mustard, ketchup, relish and onions. If it was in a concession stand and it wasn't anything too disgusting, like salad dressing, I put it on. I even snuck in some sauerkraut because she mentioned that she never had it. Finally, when it was perfect, I handed her my creation and a large soda. Bella took both eagerly and together we walked over to a picnic table where we could enjoy our meal sitting down.

"Are you sure this is safe to eat?" Bella asked as she picked up her food.

I nodded and took a huge bite just to show her how safe it was.

"Okay then," she took a tentative bite then quickly picked up her soda and took a few gulps.

"It's not that bad," I told her.

She shook her head. "No it isn't, just spicy."

I gave her a sheepish smile as I realized that I may have used too much hot sauce.

"Sorry about that. But how is it otherwise?" I asked.

Bella took another bite and slowly chewed, full tasting it.

"It's actually quite good."

I grinned widely as I watched her take another bite. Her soft pink lips were so erotic as she wrapped her mouth around the messy piece of meat. I copied her and went to take a bite as she looked over at me. We stared into each other eyes before she began to giggle softly.

"I know what you're thinking," she told me.

"What am I thinking? I asked.

"You were wondering if you were going to get a good night kiss."

What I was thinking was something more along the lines of a good night blowjob but that was not something you bring up on the first date, so I said something less perverted. "Actually I was hoping for a good night lay."

Bella choked on her mouthful of food as she laughed at my choice of words. I softly patted her on the back before continuing. "But I'll settle for a good night kiss."

She nodded once her airways were unblocked. "Okay then." She went to take another bite and I licked my lips as I watched her. She put a hand over her mouth to hide her partially chewed food. "Want to just kiss now and get it over with?" she asked.

I took a bite out of my hot dog and pretended to think for a moment. "Sure, why not?" I asked around my full mouth.

"Okay," she leaned in and I raised an eyebrow.

"You want to do it now?"

She nodded. "Sure, why not?" she asked, mocking me with a dorky smile on her face.

I shrugged and went in for what was sure to be the grossest kiss of my life. There was no tongue and it wasn't open-mouthed but just the fact that we both had our mouths full made it disgusting. But I didn't care because I was living in the moment and refusing to take the time to make any second thoughts.

Her lips were just a soft as I imagined and I tried to make the kiss last as long as possible but you can only give someone a gentle peck like that for so long. So, after a few moments, I reluctantly pulled away, swallowed whatever was in my mouth and took a few sips of my soda.

"So how was that?" Bella asked.

I shrugged. "It was nice. A little too sweet for my liking but nice."

Without warning Bella kissed my cheek and before I could ask her what that was for, she grinned up at me. "How is that for sweet?"

I lifted my shoulder and wiped it against my cheek. "Yuck" I exclaimed making sure to stick out my tongue as I did so. I was sure that I looked like I was ten years old and had just gotten kissed by a girl with cooties and that was just the look I was going for.

Bella giggle softly as she titled her head and rested it against my arm. "oh shut up" she said smacking me playfully.

The closeness was so uncomfortable and unfamiliar that as I looked down at her, I had to remember how to breathe.