Okay, so things did stay good, in pretty much every aspect. I got Coxie to come down and watch a couple of games with me, and the guys kept winning. Jack still wasn't playing unfortunately, but we went to see the East and West German game together; West Germany won.
"You know this is our first date?" Jack asked, as we left.
"Hmm? I guess so." I said, "I never really thought about it."
The small talk was to make up for our nervousness. Everyone was scared; we played the Soviets the next night.
"You wanna get somethin' to eat?" I ventured nervously. We bought some sodas and popcorn at the game but I was starving.
Jack's stomach rumbled. "Yeah, I know just the place."
We ended up at a diner-esc place called P.J.'s that overlooked the street. As we waited for our server I saw many of the team walking by and I waved. They seemed wound up over something, Robbie passed by four or five times shooting looks at Jack and making odd hand gestures.
"What can I get for you?" a pretty blond waitress asked, winking at Jack. My jealous streak came out full-force and I wanted nothing more in that moment than to pull every one of her Clairol yellow hairs out of her head.
"I'll have the steak." Jack said hesitantly, studying me.
"How do you want it?" the waitress replied, raising her eyebrow.
None of us missed the innuendo.
"Uh, medium rare."
"And you?" She asked boredly.
"I'll have a chicken fettuccini and a coke. Please." I ended with a poisonous smile that left her scurrying off to the kitchen.
Jack wrapped his arm around me. "See you've gone a little green Dana."
I gave him a quick kiss, "That's because you're my man."
"And I don't forget it." He replied, returning the kiss.
A different waitress served us our food, keeping her eyes downcast. Obviously the first girl warned her about my temper.
Jack reached over and took a bite of my fettuccini. "Hey! That's mine!"
He slurped up the noodle and I couldn't help but be turned on. "You want it?" he smirked
I wiped the sauce off his chin and licked it off my finger, carefully watching Jack's reaction. His eyes started to darken and it was my turn to smirk.
"Ha! I win."
We went to an ice cream place after dinner. Jack couldn't walk and eat with his crutches, so he bought me a chocolate cone and snuck licks of it when he thought I wasn't looking.
"Hey lovebirds!" Robbie and Mark walked up to us looking like cats that just ate a pair of canaries. "What's up?"
"Well, you just interrupted a perfectly wonderful date." I replied annoyed.
Robbie seemed fixated on something around my left hip. I raised my hand and turned to look. "What? What are you looking at?"
Mark poked him in the side. "Nothing, no, I just zoned out." Robbie shook his head.
I rolled my eyes. "Okay, whatever."
Robbie looked as if his head were going to pop off and Mark was avoiding my gaze, looking everywhere but at me. To lighten the mood, Jack tried to steal some of my ice cream.
"No! Mine!" I chastised him, flicking Jack on the nose.
Mark laughed. "You're treating him like a dog!"
I giggled and Jack coughed loudly " If you boys'll excuse us, we've got a date to get back to."
Mark and Robbie nodded and we went our separate ways.
"Let's head back." I said. Jack nodded, and his eyes started to darken, or was it my imagination?
"Yeah, I should get you home- well not home, but you know, back to your room, before-"
I kissed him and laughed. "Jack you're rambling. Hey taxi!"
