"Come on. Let's go," said Stevie taking Jennifer's hand
"Can I go home and shower?" asked Jennifer following behind him.
"Yeah. Come on," he said opening the door to the passenger's seat.
"Thank you for coming," Jennifer said hugging him.
"I would've come anyway," he said kissing her cheek.
Jennifer climbed into the car and Stevie jumped into the driver's seat. Stevie drove over to Paul E's house. As they pulled up they noticed that there was a car in the driveway that neither one recognized. Stevie didn't slow down at all and drove past the house and on towards his house.
It was a twenty-five minute drive to his house. He finally pulled into the driveway. He parked and just sat there.
"Is everything okay?" asked Jennifer grabbing his hand.
"Yeah. I'm just thinking. You still want to shower? I think I've got something you can fit in," he said.
"It is okay. I will shower later," Jennifer said leaning over and kissing his cheek. "Thanks anyway."
"Let's go inside," said Stevie getting out of the car.
Stevie got out and opened Jennifer's door. They walked into his house and Stevie shower her around. Jennifer collapsed on the couch while Stevie walked down the hall.
"I am going to run to the store to get us something to eat. I will be back in about twenty minutes. You going to be okay?" asked Stevie.
"Yeah. I will be fine," said Jennifer.
"Be back soon," he said walking out the door.
Jennifer decided that she had to shower, and she had to shower now. She got up off the couch and walked to his bathroom and started the water. He had mentioned having something, so she went digging for a t-shirt to wear. She dug through his dresser and couldn't find anything that looked old, so she grabbed one of his T-shirts and ran back to the shower.
She jumped in the shower and let the water run over her body. She could feel some of the tension melting away. Once she was done she reached out of the shower to grab a towel, getting water on he jeans in the procces. Jennifer shrugged her shoulders and dried off and pulled on her underwear and Stevie's shirt.
Jennifer had been out of the shower five minutes when Stevie came back from the store and Jennifer was asleep on his couch.
"Hey, I'm back. Do you want…you awake?" asked Stevie.
Stevie walked over and shook her slightly. Jennifer rolled over and smiled at him as she woke up.
"Looks like you got your shower anyway," laughed Stevie.
"I needed one," Jennifer said sitting up on the couch.
"You want to eat now? Or later?" he asked.
"It doesn't matter. What time is it anyway?" she asked stretching.
"Um…ten-thirty, I think," he said putting the bags on his kitchen table.
"It is too early to eat anything other than breakfast. I can cook something, if you want?" she said walking into the kitchen.
"I can cook, too," he said.
"Yeah, but can you make horseshoe pancakes?" asked Jennifer smiling. "Or banana nut waffles?"
"No, but who cares. Is that my shirt?" he asked.
"Yeah. I needed something to wear. I tried to find an old shirt, but I couldn't tell with your shirts so I grabbed one. I ended up getting water on my jeans when I got out of the shower," said Jennifer.
"That is okay. So you want pancakes or waffles?" he asked.
"Um…waffles," she said sitting down at his table.
Stevie started to mix the batter when Jennifer I came up behind him and started messing with the flour. Stevie laughed as Jennifer flung flour at him.
"You think that's funny? How about this?" he said flinging flour back at Jennifer.
In a five-minute flour fight, more flour was on Stevie and Jennifer than in the waffle mix. When the waffles were finally done, they sat down at the table and ate, covered in flour.
"Great. I am going to have to shower…again," Jennifer said taking a bite of waffle.
"You? I've got more on me," laughed Stevie.
"Yeah, but I'm a girl. I need to look beautiful all the time," laughed Jennifer.
"You do, even covered in flour," he said wiping flour off of her face.
"Thank you. I am going to wash my face, if you don't mind," Jennifer said getting up.
"Okay. I am going to change," Stevie said getting up as well.
Jennifer got up and walked down the hall to the bathroom and washed her face. When she was done she hung the hand towel back up and went back to the kitchen to clean up.
"You don't have to do that," said Stevie.
"I know, but I feel like a useless house guest if I don't do something," she said putting the plates in the sink.
"Ha ha. Put those down," he said grabbing the glasses of half drunk orange juice.
"Hey, if I want to clean up after my…" started Jennifer.
Stevie had leaned over and kissed Jennifer. In that instant Jennifer dropped one of the glassed on the floor. She had forgotten what she was saying and doing.
"You were saying?" laughed Stevie.
"Damn, you're a good kisser," said Jennifer.
"You're not bad, could've been better," he said.
"Excuse me?" said Jennifer.
"Well, you are only sixteen," he said smirking.
"I'll show you!" Jennifer said slamming the other glass down on the counter.