I went after groceries and finished cleaning up my apartment. I heard a knock on the door at about 12:00 noon, so I answered it. I saw Bosco standing there.
"I was in the neighborhood and I decided to stop by and see if you wanted to go get something to eat."
"Um, sure. Come on in and give me a few minutes to get ready."
"Ya look fine like that, Allisyn."
"These are my jogging clothes, but I do appreciate your honesty."
Bosco came in and sat down.
"So, whatcha been up to today?"
"Not much. I left your apartment, went home and tried to clean mine. I went to the dry cleaners and picked up my uniforms. I went to see my ma for awhile. I told her about you."
"What did you tell her, Maurice Boscorelli?"
"Calm down, Allisyn Bartellini. I told her that I met this new cop and that you were real nice and that you were beautiful. I told her how I came over last night and that we had a paperclip fight."
We both kind of laughed at the memory.
"I also told her how we had fell asleep on your couch."
"ReallY?" I said with a hint of sarcasm in my voice.
"See, my mother has a bit of an odd mind and is always bugging me, her son, about getting married and giving her a daughter in-law with some grandkids."
I laughed.
"My mother's just like that except she wants me to give her a son in-law with some grandkids."
"She's like 'did you do anything?' and I'm like 'no ma. We fell asleep. that's it.' and she kept asking me if we kissed or anything."
"Well, how about now?"
"What? Oh. You mean,"
"Yeah."
We leaned in and kissed. It was great. Boz and I finally pulled apart.
"Wow. That was,"
"So good."
We leaned in and kissed again. Bosco put his hand on the back of my head to deepen the kiss and I wrapped my arms around his neck. We pulled apart.
"Maybe we should wait a couple of dates before we do that."
"Yeah. I just can't see you refusing that."
"What do you mean?"
"You have quite a reputation that says you screw every piece of ass that walks by you."
"No! That's not true."
He had this sad look on his face as if he just lost any chance that he had with me. I put a reassuring hand on his face.
"Did I say it was true? No. I saw you last night and I don't believe a word of that. You're too sweet, too gentle. Whoever said that obviously doesn't know you. Okay?"
"Yeah."
"Let's go eat."
We went to a local resturant that was on the corner of my block. We ate and each went back to our apartments.
"I was in the neighborhood and I decided to stop by and see if you wanted to go get something to eat."
"Um, sure. Come on in and give me a few minutes to get ready."
"Ya look fine like that, Allisyn."
"These are my jogging clothes, but I do appreciate your honesty."
Bosco came in and sat down.
"So, whatcha been up to today?"
"Not much. I left your apartment, went home and tried to clean mine. I went to the dry cleaners and picked up my uniforms. I went to see my ma for awhile. I told her about you."
"What did you tell her, Maurice Boscorelli?"
"Calm down, Allisyn Bartellini. I told her that I met this new cop and that you were real nice and that you were beautiful. I told her how I came over last night and that we had a paperclip fight."
We both kind of laughed at the memory.
"I also told her how we had fell asleep on your couch."
"ReallY?" I said with a hint of sarcasm in my voice.
"See, my mother has a bit of an odd mind and is always bugging me, her son, about getting married and giving her a daughter in-law with some grandkids."
I laughed.
"My mother's just like that except she wants me to give her a son in-law with some grandkids."
"She's like 'did you do anything?' and I'm like 'no ma. We fell asleep. that's it.' and she kept asking me if we kissed or anything."
"Well, how about now?"
"What? Oh. You mean,"
"Yeah."
We leaned in and kissed. It was great. Boz and I finally pulled apart.
"Wow. That was,"
"So good."
We leaned in and kissed again. Bosco put his hand on the back of my head to deepen the kiss and I wrapped my arms around his neck. We pulled apart.
"Maybe we should wait a couple of dates before we do that."
"Yeah. I just can't see you refusing that."
"What do you mean?"
"You have quite a reputation that says you screw every piece of ass that walks by you."
"No! That's not true."
He had this sad look on his face as if he just lost any chance that he had with me. I put a reassuring hand on his face.
"Did I say it was true? No. I saw you last night and I don't believe a word of that. You're too sweet, too gentle. Whoever said that obviously doesn't know you. Okay?"
"Yeah."
"Let's go eat."
We went to a local resturant that was on the corner of my block. We ate and each went back to our apartments.