I couldn't be more grateful that Jennifer's mother was going away to some flight travel job in Bermuda. =), Just me and her for over 48 hours, oh my!
We were looking through the selection they had panning for a romantic evening but somehow kept finding ourselves in the Horror section;
Finally we just grab a handful of the gory-est films we can find, and go to the front desk; There was some guy there, one I recognized from school, gave us a kinda funny look when we walked up to him and handed him the money. ... After a second he leaned in towards Jennifer and said in the most obvious voice I've ever heard,
"You know that's a chick right?, and I know 'you' are not into chicks." He finished with a kinda smug smirk on his face.
She looked in my direction and looked back at the guy then put the sexiest grin on her face and leaned in till she was an inch from his face
"Listen, DUMB-ASS, HE is guy, OK? His name is Adam and I'm sure he's more man than you, okay, thank you." And with that final comment she picked up the movies, flipped her hair,
took hold of my hand and walked away. As soon as we got outside, I just looked at her, literally filled with awe. ... But her eyes were watery and her cheeks were beet red
"I don't know how you deal with it, I mean it's one thing when it happens to me; ..., but seeing it happen to you... It killed me." she murmured wiping her eyes.
...This girl was incredible! I looked at her as tears dripped from her eyes and I couldn't help but whisper "aw". before lightly brushing my lips against hers.
"You don't ever worry bout' that." I said fluffing her hair around in each of my hands.
At her house we popped in this zombie flick and half and hour into the movie we were both pretty terrified. But I became less aware by the second of that,
and more aware of the fact that the more scared Jennifer got, the closer she scooted over to me. Pretty soon she was basically sitting in my lap, her hand never leaving mine the whole entire time.
6 hours, and 3 bloodbaths later.
We just relaxed there with each other staring at the plain blue screen that was left on the TV, our breathing n-sync ... T.B.C