"Here," as he handed her a slush-up. "For the other time."
"She laughed and grabbed it from his hand. "Thanks."
She took a sip and smiled. "It is as good as you said."
"You thought it wouldn't be!" he winked. "Let's get out of here."
"Sure, how about we go to the park?"
"Sounds great," he looks at his watch. "I should get you in soon."
Syd's eyes darkened to a deep sea green, and in a lower voice said, "I told Francie not to wiat up."
Vaughns' face went white as he licked his lips.
"Kidding!" she smiled. "Actually, I probably should be getting back."
"Yah," his heart sunk as she said that. "I'll walk you home. Like I said I would."
"You don't ahve to,"
"But I want to!" he said urgently.
They walked in silence as Syd tripped and got her shoe stuck in a pot hole.
"Shoot!" she yelled.
Vaughn ran to her and checked to see if she was alright. Sydney tried to walk but Vaughn figured out that she sprained her ankle. To be her white knight in shining armor, he swept her off her feet and carried her home. Syd argued at first but then rested her head against his broad shoulders.
"I had a nice time," Syd said.
Michael smiled, "Me too!"
They started gabbing like there was no tomorrow, when finally they were standing at her door step. Syd didn't want to worry Francie so she wanted to walk in herself. He let her down and all they could do was stare in each other's eyes.
In a low whisper, Vaughn replied. "It feels like we can read each other's minds."
"If you can read my mind. Tell me what I'm thinking."
On that cue, Vaughn slowly leaned in towards Sydney and let out a low groan. "I'll show you." He closed his yes and put his mouth over hers. She reciprocated those feelings and kissed him back. Gently he lifted his lips off her and said goodnight.
Shocked and partially disappointed, she went inside. But before she was all the way in, Vaughn told her that this was a night to cherish. She had to smile and closed the door.
"She laughed and grabbed it from his hand. "Thanks."
She took a sip and smiled. "It is as good as you said."
"You thought it wouldn't be!" he winked. "Let's get out of here."
"Sure, how about we go to the park?"
"Sounds great," he looks at his watch. "I should get you in soon."
Syd's eyes darkened to a deep sea green, and in a lower voice said, "I told Francie not to wiat up."
Vaughns' face went white as he licked his lips.
"Kidding!" she smiled. "Actually, I probably should be getting back."
"Yah," his heart sunk as she said that. "I'll walk you home. Like I said I would."
"You don't ahve to,"
"But I want to!" he said urgently.
They walked in silence as Syd tripped and got her shoe stuck in a pot hole.
"Shoot!" she yelled.
Vaughn ran to her and checked to see if she was alright. Sydney tried to walk but Vaughn figured out that she sprained her ankle. To be her white knight in shining armor, he swept her off her feet and carried her home. Syd argued at first but then rested her head against his broad shoulders.
"I had a nice time," Syd said.
Michael smiled, "Me too!"
They started gabbing like there was no tomorrow, when finally they were standing at her door step. Syd didn't want to worry Francie so she wanted to walk in herself. He let her down and all they could do was stare in each other's eyes.
In a low whisper, Vaughn replied. "It feels like we can read each other's minds."
"If you can read my mind. Tell me what I'm thinking."
On that cue, Vaughn slowly leaned in towards Sydney and let out a low groan. "I'll show you." He closed his yes and put his mouth over hers. She reciprocated those feelings and kissed him back. Gently he lifted his lips off her and said goodnight.
Shocked and partially disappointed, she went inside. But before she was all the way in, Vaughn told her that this was a night to cherish. She had to smile and closed the door.