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Chapter 33 : Crazy Night
Randy and I shared small conversation after I got back from my bathroom trip. I was still reeling from the discovery that Chris was out with Maria but I tried to put that in the back of my mind. While we were waiting for our dinner, the DJ arrived and announced that they were going to have some music playing, so if you wanted, you could go dance. We watched some couples go out and dance. They were some old couples, some young couples, and some middle-aged, but they all gave off vibes that shouted they were in love.
We watched for about ten minutes before Randy stood and held his hand out to me. "Can I have this dance?" He asked playfully. I giggled a little and nodded.
"I would love to." I said happily and walked to the dance floor. It was a slow song, so I wrapped my arms around his neck and he wrapped his around my waist, pulling me close, but not too close. When we first arrived on the dance floor, I felt eyes on me and knew it was either Chris or Maria. I looked out of the corner of my eye and saw that it was Chris that was staring while Maria was babbling about something, probably about a celebrity or makeup or other girly stuff. I laughed on the inside.
I gave Randy my full attention when I heard him call my name.
"So, how have you been enjoying this night so far?" He asked while keeping the rhythm in his feet. For the second time tonight, he has amazed me. He really does have graceful dancing moves. And you probably would have known that if you gave him a chance, I told myself mentally.
"I have been having a spectacular time, surprising." I said and beamed. He also beamed at my answer.
"That is good." He said while staring into my eyes, which made me stare back. We danced like that, just staring into each other eyes, for quite some time. Finally, the song ended and the DJ announced that he was taking a break. Randy and I stopped dancing and movedour bodies closer but kept staring into each others eyes, we moved our faces closer, and closer until our lips were once again centimeters away from each other. Right as they were about to collide, a ringing knocked us out of the train of thought our brains were heading towards.
We looked away guiltily before we tried to find the source of our interruption. It was Randy's cell pone in his blazer pocket. We laughed lightly before he took it out from his pocket and checked the caller ID.
"I have to take this." He said. "I'll meet you at the table?" He asked and I nodded kind of disappointed that our kiss had been broken before we even actually kissed, again. I turned and watched him walk out the restaurant to take his call. I sighed and turned in the direction of our table, fully intending to get that kiss later on tonight. I had just turned around when I was face to chest with someone of the male gender. I sighed heavily when I recognized him by just looking at his chest.
"What do you want Chris?" I asked not looking at his face, keeping my eyes focused on a couple in the corner sharing their dinner.
"So, Orton huh?" Chris asked with a slight edge to his voice.
"Uh-huh." I replied now looking at a family of four. The mother was trying to get her small son to eat his vegetables, but he kept throwing them at her.
"So, is he your boyfried?" He asked with a jealous tint to his voice now.
"Nope." I stated simply, wishing this conversation was over and I was back at the table, awaiting Randy's arrival and those luscious, thick, pouty lips. I mentally shook my head to get those thoughts out of my mind.
"Well, you certainly looked like it while you were dancing." He said with the edge back in his voice.
"That's nice." I replied now thinking of Randy's butt. And what a butt it was.
"Are you only going to answer in one and two word sentences?" He hissed trying not to cause a scene.
I snapped my head to look at him and instantly regretted it. Despite the anger radiating off him, he still looked absolutely delicious. I pushed those thoughts away and focused on the conversation at hand.
"I will talk to you like I would talk to everyone else if you would just stop being so immature and confess to your actions. Tell me you made that bet right now and I will forget it and we can be friends." I said just wanting this madness to be over.
"I never made any bet." He all but screamed. I shook my head.
"Then I can't have a normal discussion with you. I cant be friends with someone I don't trust. And because you aren't telling me the truth, i don't trust you." I said before walking back to the table. Randy wasn't back yet, and I was kind of thankful for that. It gave me a chance to cool off before he came back.
About five minutes later, Randy got back. The food had gotten hear a minute ago and I was waiting politely for him to get back.
"Sorry for making you wait." He replied. He picked up his fork and spread his napkin over his thighs before looking at me. When he did, he sighed and set his fork back down and turned his body to mine.
"What's wrong? Is it about me taking so long?" He asked genuinely concerned.
"No. It's…It's nothing. Lets just eat." I said grabbing my own fork. He grabbed the fork out of my hand and shook his head.
"Nuh-uh. Not so fast. Tell me what's wrong. I can tell your upset." He almost begged. I sighed and knew I had to tell him if I ever wanted to date him.
"Chris is here. I saw him on my way back from the bathroom. He's with Maria and at first I was upset, but then I got back to the table and I realized that there wasn't anywhere else I would rather be. When we started dancing, I could feel him watching me, but after a little, I relaxed in your arms and forgot he was even there. Then, you went outside to take your call, and I was walking back to the table and he approached me. He wanted to know if you were my boyfriend and why I wasn't talking to him and he once again denied he had anything to do with that bet. That's all. I'm better now that you're here though." I said glad i got that off my chest and smiled at him when he smiled. He handed my fork back to me and picked up his own and we started eating our dinner.
"So, who was on the phone?" I asked casually.
"Dave. He had a fight with his wife and just needed some advice." He said in between bites.
"Ah." I said. I had never met Dave, but I had talked to him on the phone, when he called Shane. I had also heard so much about him, I feel like I know him and I cant wait to actually meet him. Thirty minutes and loads of laughter, stories and drinks later, Randy and I were making out way to his car, slowly but surely. We weren't drunk but we were definitely feeling a buzz.
"So where are we going now?" I asked him when I calmed down from the bunch of laughter we shared over a childhood memory of his.
"Where ever your little heart desires." He said and wrapped an arm around her shoulders.
"Disneyland?" I asked amazed.
"Maybe not that far. I was thinking hotel or a club?" He suggested.
"Well, I highly doubt the people that let us people in the club…what are they called again?" I asked looking up at him trying to concentrate to figure out the word.
"Uhh…It starts with a B….uhh…buyer? No, Boundary? No…" He said also trying to think of the word.
"Brandy!" I shouted like I figured it out.
"No, no, no. Its Baller." He said like it was the most obvious thing in the world.
I shook my head and tried to think of the word.
"I know!" Randy shouted and pointed at me. I looked at him wide-eyed waiting desperately for the answer. "Bouncer." I nodded wildly.
"That's it. You're so good." I said.
"That's not the first time I heard that." He said cockily. I wasn't listening because I was trying to think of what I was saying earlier.
"What was I saying?" I asked really confused. He shrugged his shoulder. Suddenly, it dawned on me.
"Okay, so anyways. I doubt that the bouncers will let us in because we are a little crazy." I said dramatically.
"You know it." He replied arrogantly. When we finally made it to the car, we hopped in and buckled our seat belts. Right as Randy was about to pull out of the parking lot, my cell phone rang. "One sec." I mumbled telling him not to back up.
"Hello." I greeted trying to sound completely sober.
"Kendall?" The person asked not believing it was me.
"John!" I yelled happily. "How are you?" I asked loudly.
"Are you drunk? Where are you?" He asked sounding concerned.
"I'm not drunk silly! And I'm with Randy. We are heading home. We just had a fabulous dinner." I said loudly.
"Kendall. You are drunk. Is Randy as drunk as you?" He asked even more concerned.
"Johnny, listen, I'm not drunk." I said trying to get him to understand.
"Kendall, give Randy the phone." He said slowly enough for her to understand. He heard me giving Randy the phone and telling him it's John.
"Hey man." Randy greeted.
"Have you left yet?" John asked desperately wanting to find out where they were.
"Nope. After we get off the phone though, we are coming to the hotel." Randy explained talking loudly also.
"Alright. Randy. Get out of the car. Go call a cab. I'll meet you in the front of the hotel when you get here." He said already slipping on his shoes.
"What? Why?" Randy asked confused.
"Just do it!" John yelled.
"Alright, alright. No need to yell." He said and hung up after he heard a dial tone. He turned to me and smiled. "Come on little lady. We are going to catch a cab." He said already having his feet outside. He closed the door and came to my side, opening the door.
"But why?" I asked really confused. Randy put his hands on my hips and lifted me out of the car.
"John said so." He explained grabbing my hand and walking towards the street, getting a cab quickly.
"Johnny. He was acting weird on the phone." I said leaning me head on his shoulder.
"He has a stick up his butt." Randy said. I looked at Randy and Randy looked at me. We both started cracking up at that reference and laughed the whole way to the hotel.
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