damn this man was good, I knew there was something different about him. I knew it! And I could see he was hiding it. I'm good at reading people. It was standard date talk, his likes, dislikes, hobbies. Granted he a huge amount it common, he liked reading, I liked reading. A lot. I said the type of books I liked but I did leave out the fact I was in the high school book club. Yeah, that's not really something I want share on a first date.
I knew one question could hold answer my questions. "so Steve what do you do for a living?" I said holding my wine glass. He looked around..HA! I had got him! yes! finally I could find out this weird feeling I've had. I bet he's like spy or...or a hit-man or a mob boss! "I'm in..was in the army" he said frowning slightly. Oh...well I wasn't expecting that. "was?" I said raising an eyebrow.
"I was in the army but I'm in a new quarter now, not on the front line" he explained. I did explain the big.. muscly..manly arms he had. Oh god I'm doing it again. "oh that sounds fun" I shook my head of my dirty thoughts and concentrated on Steve "yea, it is" he chuckled, God I loved that sound..it was so..hot. ANNIE! get it together woman!
"so do you like working at the theater " oh he is good..I liked talking about the theater .a lot. "yes, yes I do, its hard work sometimes but its all worth it in the end when your up their entertaining , you get this kind of rush, being up there. Its like nerves and excitement at the same time and its just a wonderful feeling and I-oh gosh I'm rambling" I chuckled "please feel free to stop me at anytime" I smiled. "Its fine, its easy to see you have a real passion for acting" he says smiling, showing off his great smile. "yes, I do" I smile.
The rest of the date went quite smoothly, I talked more about the theater and our show, he even said he would love to come to see it. I blushed and said I'd love for him to come. He talked about the books he liked, he liked a lot of war books. Which seems understandable having worked in the army. we finished our meals and walked out. "may I walk you home?" he said curtly, I blushed AGAIN. "yes, I'd like that"
we carried on talking, about random stuff, I talked about my childhood and being raised in New York. I didn't press about his past, it felt like a touchy subject so I didn't ask about it. "uh Steve " I said stealing a glance up to him. "yes Annie?" he smiled, "what did I say to you last night..apart from the ground being pretty?" I said, probably looking redder than a tomato. We got to my door, "you'll soon find out" he said winking, "what the hell does that mean!" I gasped and put a hand on my mouth. Oh god I said that out loud. he laughed, like a proper side spitting laugh..why was he laughing?!
"your different" he said shaking his head, "in a good way" he added. "the answer will come to who is patient" he said knowingly, god this man is like a fortune cookie. "Ok" I huffed.
"goodnight Annie" he said walking down the hallway and disappearing around the corner.