A/N- I feel that the past few chapters have not had as much punch as they did in the begining... but hopefully starting here that will change. As always your kind words are appreciated...
Chapter 18
"What kind of ice cream do you want?" I asked Randy as we approached the window to order.
Randy screwed up his face as he tried to decide, "It all looks so good." He laughed rubbing his stomach.
"Hello, welcome to 'Brewsters' what can I get for you tonight?" a pimply faced teenaged boy asked behind the order screen.
" I want two scoops of the chocolate-chocolate chunk in the waffle bowl, and he wants..."
"Banana Split." He ordered over my shoulder.
I snorted, "For someone whom was just in the car screaming about how bad ice cream is for you, you did just order one of the biggest things on the menu."
Randy laughed and bumped me with his shoulder, "It is bad for you... but it tastes so good."
The young boy behind the window came back with our desserts and waited expectantly as I tried to juggle my bowl and get out the money he asked for.
"Here." Randy said handing the kid a bill and pushing me toward a table, "Could you get out of the way, I'm trying to pay the man here."
"Oh, no you don't... I told you that I would take care of you tonight." I defended trying to get the boys attention again. When he finally did look up, he had already gotten Randy's change. "You suck." I replied going to sit at one of the benches that sat outside the place and he came to sit next to me.
"So, are you ready to get back into the ring?" He asked putting a huge spoon full of whipped cream in his mouth.
"Yeah... um... did you happen to grab any napkins while you were paying for all this?" I asked eyeing a rather large smudge of chocolate on his chin.
"Nope. Why?"
Looking around I didn't see any close enough to get before everyone else could get a glimpse of him so I reached up with my hand and quickly wiped it away, "You are getting that all over you." I laughed as he made more of a mess with another spoon full, "You need a bib."
Going back to the window I got the kids attention again and he brought me some napkins, turning back to the table I caught Randy getting a helping of my chocolate-chocolate chunk, "Hey! That's mine!" I scolded with a look of shock on my face that he even had the audacity to steel some of my ice-cream.
He pointed to my bowl with the tip of his plastic red spoon, "That's pretty good." He admitted with a smile, "Wanna swap?" he asked holding out his bowl and reaching for mine.
"No, I don't wanna swap." I replied grabbing my bowl and turning so my back was to him and covered it protectively.
"So what do you have planned next?" He asked reaching around me trying to get to my bowl and I smacked his hand.
He was worse than a five year old in a car wanting to know if we're there yet. The entire car ride he asked me what I had planned. Smiling I looked up at the building that sat across the street from us... big, brick and lit up like a Christmas tree, "Right there." I pointed to the Hollywood Connections building.
He looked confused as he took in the sight and another wapping mouthful, "What are we going to do there?" he asked curiously.
"What ever we want. Inside that building is a playground... You will never run out of things to do. Ever been to 'Dave and Busters'?"
I watched as his face lit up, "Yeah in Atlanta. Cool place."
I nodded to the building in question, "Hollywood Connections is similar. There are only three of these places made, that one there is the first one. Inside you will find a large movie theater. All of them stadium seating. A merry-go-round, putt-putt coarse, bumper cars, wall climbing exhibit, skating rink, teen club, and a game room on the entire upper deck."
"Sounds like fun... You ready?" He asked standing up and throwing his empty bowl away.
"You're finished?" I asked stupidly as he pulled me and my ice cream from the bench toward the car.
"I'm ready to play, you can finish that in the car." he pointed out opening my door and helping me get settled, "Besides, your slow."
Randy shut my door before I could get a word in. And I lost what ever it was I was going to say as I peered up at him through the window, standing there with that cocky smirk of his, I couldn't help but think about how absolutely gorgeous he is. The whole tall, dark and handsome bit was supposed to have been played out a long time ago. But Randy was bringing some of it back for me. Between the olive toned skin, strong jaw line, full lips, and blue eyes... he looked like he was made for perfection. Most of the time I steered clear of those people because they acted as if they could do no wrong. But Randy was slowly changing that with me as well.
A few hours later, I found myself chasing a laughing Randy around the game-room. We had played from the moment we stepped foot into the building. First thing he wanted to do, seeing as it was next to the token counter, was the climbing wall. He bet me that he would make it to the top faster than I could... apparently forgetting my bum ankle, which kept me out of action on this go round. Then we moved on to putt-putt... where I kicked his ass, in what I'd have to call the longest game of my life, but he had me in tears during all eighteen holes. We had ventured over toward the bumper cars, but before we had a chance to actually start a game, some of the boys that had rode before recognized Randy and asked for autographs. We figured instead of causing a scene we'd escape to the game-room and hope like hell we didn't get mobbed.
A little while later while I was playing the 'Harley Davidson' game, where they have an actual body of a bike there for you to sit on while you play, Randy stepped away from the game to answer his cell phone... the look on his face was un-readable so I stepped off and stood next to him, listening in on a one sided conversation. "No, Dave..." He rolled his eyes making me giggle. "We're fine. We just decided to get out for a bit, what are you two doing home anyway? -Uh huh... So checking up on us then? -Yes we'll be home at a decent hour.- No we don't need someone to come and pick us up, we're not even at a club.- Loud music?- I'll explain later... Ok see you then."
"Daddy's worried." I sighed poking out my lip.
Randy nodded, "Did you know it is after one in the morning?" he asked looking at his watch.
I jumped and checked mine, "Damn, time flies." I laughed, "You ready to turn in these tickets and head home?"
He nodded and tried to hid a yawn, as we both made our way over toward the long counter with all the toys, we had won over two-thousand tickets from various games.
"I worked my ass off over at that basketball game for you to have these ticket so you better not get anything lame." Randy replied as we looked over the merchandise.
"Yeah I know, I was there with you, remember? Going downstairs every so often so you could replenish your tokens, then watching you play time and time again. How much did you spend tonight anyways?"
Randy ignored my question and picked out a huge teddy-bear with a golf putter in his hand for me and then we headed out to the parking lot, hand in hand. Before my night got started I was wanting to talk with Marti about my feeling for Mark, but I hadn't thought about him since Randy and I started out. I was really unsure as to where my life was headed but at this point I decided that with Mark I told him what it would take, if he shows up... we'll talk, if not... it might be fun to see what will happen with one of my other friends... Like Randy perhaps... Either way I knew I was going to take this one day at a time.
I Guess Cheyenne is taking the words of a friend and having a little fun with a legend while Mark is probably dragging his feet on what he wants to do..... We shall see... Soon! Please Review Good or bad.. thanks
