Okay, so I guess I thought wrong.
Well, I finally got to talk to Phil, and I'm waiting here, at a restaurant, for him so we can discuss our project. This place is very cozy, full of warm earth colors. And I like the music, because it's really peaceful. Wonderful. Oh, shoot, there he is! Is my hair ok?
"Hi, Teri!"
"Hi, Phil!" I shift aside. "Have a seat."
He sat down and set his bag next to him. "Hey, you want something to eat? We'll just split the bill," he said. Oh, this boy is so sweet! "Sure, I'm starved," I replied truthfully. I couldn't believe how confident and comfortable I could be with this guy. It's almost as if— "What would you like?" he said. I thought for a minute. I guess I could be a bit of a pig with the guy. Or… "Maybe we could share a pizza?" I said uncertainly.
"Sure," he said, calling a waitress. This is almost like a date! It feels so great to just be myself around a person like Phil. He's just so…
Perfect.
"Teri?" I snap out of my reverie. "Oh… yeah, Phil?" "Pepperoni or Hawaiian?"
Oh.
"I'll have whatever you'll have." I thought to myself, 'A baby, maybe?' I really have to get these thoughts out of my head… "Okay, pepperoni then."
"That'll be $26.50 for a large, sir, plus $10 apiece for drinks," said the waitress.
"Okay…" he mumbled, reaching into his pocket for his half of the bill. I got my $18.25 out as he laid his down on the table.
Then time slowed down again.
His hands… so white! And his fingers were long and lovely. His hands were beautiful up to his uncovered forearm, and I knew that what was not visible right now was even more striking. (A/N: I spy with my little eye… something GREEN.) Then I saw one of those hands reaching out for my shoulder.
I could not believe how my spine tingled! "Okay, Teri, we have to get started," he said. "Sure," I said, trying to sound calm while reaching for a pencil and paper. "Okay, how do you want it to look like?" he said. I blushed again. "I'm not a very creative person!" I said, laughing, "and I'd rather hear what you've got to say." Oops. I think—no, I KNOW—that I just let a hint slip… Oh, okay, he's oblivious; at least I hope so.
"Oh, great! 'Cause I was thinking of making a sort of mobile, where—" Okay, I wasn't really listening… I was just watching those crimson lips moving, wanting so badly to press my own silent ones hard…
I could've gone on like this forever.
A/N: Stupid chapter… as always, reviews! Thanks to the ones who follow this closely!
