After we left the theater, we were heading toward the downtown area. "Are you sure you want to go somewhere down here? You're gonna be recognized."
"Not where we're heading." he replied as we turned into a parking deck. After we parked and helped me out, he grabbed a pair of sunglasses and a hat out of the backseat. "Thought that you said that no one would recognize you?" "Where we're eating, yes, but getting there, maybe." We walked out of the parking deck and we walked about a block to a place called Ray's. "Welcome to Uncle Ray's" he said as he held the door open for me. "Uncle?" "Yeah, my mom's older brother. He's very protective of her and maybe even more so toward me and my brothers. It's kind of like having a guard dog, except he can let himself outside to pee, and he's not as fluffy."
"Hey! I think that I'm fluffy! And your aunt does too."
"Uncle
Ray!" he said as he embraced what looks and sounds like his
favorite uncle. "Uncle Ray, may I introduce my new friend,
Trisha Davis." Wow, he actually remembered my last name. I know
I only mentioned once. "Trisha, This is my Uncle Ray, oh and
here's Aunt B! Can we go some where a little less public before I'm
noticed, please?"
"Oh, yeah! Right
this way, please." As 'Uncle Ray', as he had expressed that was
what I should call him, led the way to a private dining floor, Jason
held my hand. And not just like a friendly holding of hands. When our
fingers laced together, our hands just melded together, like they
were made to fit each other. Not to mention the sparks that I felt.
It seriously felt like I was holding onto a live wire, but I didn't
want to let him go. Uncle Ray led us to a table on the top floor.
The whole place had a 50's-ish vibe to it. There was all kinds of different memorabilia from the fifties, records hanging from the ceiling, an authentic jukebox, that still has fifties music in it, and all kinds of items on the walls. Jason pulled out my chair for me. OK, so, I have decided he is so not gay. Internal squeal. He sat down opposite me and grabbed a menu that was balanced on the napkin rack and handed me one. "So, what's good here?" I say, opening the menu and glancing at the pages.
"Ray's burger with extra mayo, no pickles, and a side of sweet potato fries. That's my usual order. That or a smoked meat sandwich." "That first one sounds good, just no onions on mine and I would like a cherry coke to drink."
"Look at the menu. Ray's Burger- hamburger with Monterrey jack cheese, mayonnaise, mustard, pickles, tomatoes, lettuce , mushrooms. There are no onions to be found. The burger actually dates back to when my uncle and my mom would experiment in the kitchen... this was her favorite. She hated onions." "That sounds like the perfect burger."
"It is. I've always ordered it since I was able to put solid food in my mouth." Instantly, I imagined a little Jason shoving bits of burger in his mouth. If that image wasn't cute, I don't know what is.
"Can I take your order?" Aunt Billie Jean asked. "Yeah, we'll both have Ray's burger with extra mayo, no pickles, with a side of sweet potato fries. Also, 2 cherry colas." He said. Aunt Billie Jean smiled and pinched his cheeks. "My little Jason's got himself a girlfriend!" She cooed. Jason blushed.
"Aunt B!" He whined. Meanwhile, I was sitting in my seat, laughing at the interaction. "She's a very pretty girl, Jase." I heard her whisper to him. He glanced at me and nodded. "I know."
"Anyways, dolls, I'm going to go get your drinks. Be back in a tick!" Once she left, Jason rotated to look at me. "Sorry 'bout that, you know how family can be."
"I like your family. They're... special. PLUS, your auntie called me pretty." He blushed again... aw. How cute. "You heard that?" He asked. I nodded. "And I heard your response. Thank you." I blushed a bit. We just sat there, lost in each others' gaze. We just stayed like that for a while. Jason was the first to break the silence, "I can't believe that never noticed those before."
"Noticed what?" I nervously asked, running my fingers through my hair, putting a curl behind my ear. He reached across the table and in one soft and swift motion, he pulled the curl I had just subconsciously movedfrom behind my ear and placed his hand on my cheek. "Your eyes, they're absolutely gorgeous and the most resplendent shade of blue I have ever seen." I almost literally melted at his touch and his words. I can't believe underneath that silly, simpleminded and boyish exterior was a mature, sensible and... well just plain wonderful man. I saw him look down at my lips, and then inch his face closer to mine, and my mind started going frantic. OH MY GOD, HE'S GONNA KISS ME. Closer... closer... COME CLOSER, IDIOT! I could taste his breath on my lips, that's how close he was. And then...
"Two cherry colas!" Aunt Billie Jean said as she placed the drinks in front of us. We jumped apart and we both looked at her with annoyed expressions on our faces. "I interrupted something, didn't I?" She asked , setting the colas on the table.
"It's no big deal, Auntie B." Jason said to her. 'It's no big deal'... he doesn't like me. Aunt B left the cherry colas in front of us, and then went back to the kitchen. Instead of talking to Jason, I stared at my cherry cola and played with my straw. "Trish, are you okay?" He asked. I shook my head and continued playing with my straw. "Did I say something?" I nodded and pushed my drink away from me and he sighed. "Was it something along the lines of 'It's no big deal, Auntie B'?" He asked. Again, I nodded. I felt his fingers push my chin upwards, so I closed my eyes. Suddenly, I felt what felt like lips on my own. I opened my eyes and saw that Jason was, indeed, kissing me. I closed my eyes and deepened the kiss, while my fingers found their way into his curls and his hands were on my cheeks. We finally pulled apart, but just slightly, when we needed to breathe. "Wow." was all I could say. This caused him to smile. He took his right hand from my cheek and took a hold of my right one and kissed the top of my hand. He laid our clasped hands on the table. Wow, anyone who knows me knows that it takes a while for me to get this close to some one, but Jason is different somehow. Good different.
We were sitting there just staring at each other, again. "What are you thinking about right now?" Jason asked, finally breaking the silence. I blushed, " Promise you won't laugh?" He cracked a grin and sang, "Cross my heart and hope to die." I giggled at his reference to another Marianas Trench song. "Okay, being truthfully honest, I was thinking about how wonderful you are and how lucky I am to have found wonderful you."
"No, I'm the lucky one." he replied, with a sparkle in his eyes. We started to lean in to kiss again, but just as we started we heard Aunt B coming up the stairs with our food. "Here we go!! Enjoy!" she said, as she sat our plates in front of us, but instead of walking away, she just stood there staring at us. Jason cleared his throat, "Umm, Aunt B, don't you think Uncle Ray needs help downstairs?"
"Oh, silly me, you two love birds want to be left alone. There's a button on the wall behind you. If you need anything, just press it." And she was gone, thank God. "Actually, I'll be right back. You be okay for a few minutes?" I laughed, "Yes, I'll be fine but don't be gone too long." He went to the stairs, turned back and blew me a kiss, and skipped down the stairs. OMG! Could he be any more amazing?
A few minutes later, he reappeared. "You haven't touched your food?" I smiled, "No, I was waiting on you, silly." I replied, as he sat back in his seat. After we ate, by the way, best burger EVER, talked and laughed, he took my hand, "Would you honor me with a dance?" Before I could respond, he had pulled me out of my seat and into his arms. We walked over to the jukebox and he picked a song. As the beginning of the fifties song started, he lead me to the middle of the floor. It was "Earth Angel" by the Penguins. We waltzed and floated across the floor. When the song was over, I noticed a new song playing, but it wasn't coming from the jukebox. It was coming from the stairs. It was my favorite song off MT's new album, "Good to you". Jason started singing along with the music as we danced across the floor.
Every one's around,
No words are coming now
And I can't find my breath
Can we just say the rest with no sound.
And I know this isn't enough,
I still don't measure up.
And I'm not prepared;
Sorry is never there when you need it
And I do
Want you to know
I'll hold you up above everyone
And I do
Want you to know I think
You'd be good to me and
I'd be so good to you.
I would
"Sing with me." He whispered in my ear. I couldn't help but sing along.
I thought I saw a sign
Somewhere between the lines
But maybe it's me,
Maybe I only see what I want.
I still have your letter,
Just got caught between
Someone I just invented,
Who I really am and who I've become
And I do
Want you to know
I'll hold you up above everyone
And I do
Want you to know I think
You'd be good to me and
I'd be so good to you.
At this point, we stopped dancing was just standing there singing to each other.
Whoa Whoa Whoa Whoa Whoa Whoa
Yeah
I would
As the music picked back up, Jason has us waltzing again.
And I do
Want you to know
I'll hold you up above everyone
And I do
Want you to know I think
You'd be good to me and
I'd be so good to you.
I'd be good to you
I'd be good to you
I'd be good to you
I'd be so good to you.
Yeah
I'd be good to you
I'd be good to you
I'd be good to you
I'd be so good to you.
When the song ended, we shared the most perfect kiss ever. Allie & Noah had nothing on us. (The Notebook reference, for all of you who don't know) I didn't want it to end, but as we all know, all good things come to an end. When it did, he leaned his forehead against mine. "Want to go for a walk?" He asked. I nodded because I was speechless. We walked downstairs, my arm around his waist and his across my shoulders. We peeked to make sure that no one was in the foyer before we came all the way down. Uncle Ray and Auntie B were talking to each other, but they stopped as we came off the stairs. "Aww, ain't you two cute?"
"How much do I owe you, Uncle Ray?" Jason pulled out his wallet. Uncle Ray held his hand up, "Nope, it's on the house tonight." "Are you sure?"
"Yep! Now you two have a good rest of your night." "Thanks, Uncle Ray! Night, Auntie B!" "Thank you so much. It was wonderful. Night." Jason grabbed his hat from the hook by the door as we headed out.
When we walked out the front door, Jason had put his hat and sunglasses on and had given me a pair to put on so we could hide our identities as much as we could to make it to the car.
After about a ten minute drive, we arrived at a park with a lake and beach. Thankfully, there was no one else around, so we got to lose the disguises.
We took our shoes off and walked down the beach, with the full moon reflecting off the still smooth surface of the water being the only source of light we needed. We walked and talked and kissed until midnight. Only reason we stopped at midnight was Jason's phone wouldn't stop going off. Apparently, even though Jason was a legal adult, he still had a curfew. The band was trying to keep up a clean image because they have a lot of younger fans. "I don't want to go, but I do have to be at an early morning radio interview in a few hours." "Oh, well, I guess we need to go then." "You're not upset, are you?" I laughed. "What? No, you've been a superstar for a few years now and you just met me today, I don't expect you to drop everything that you have accomplished to be with me." Jason pulled me close, "You are completely amazing."
As
we finally made our way to the car and on the way home, we started
making plans for tomorrow. After the interview, the guys were free
for the rest of the day. So, at lunch time, I was to get the girls
over to my place. Then, Jason is bring the guys over to meet me and
my friends. We pulled into my driveway and Jason cut off his
'incognito' car, as he called it. It's a deep sapphire 2009 Nissan
Murano LE. It's so nice. I can't wait to see his other cars.
"Well, see you tomorrow." he leaned in to kiss me, but I
put my finger up to block his lips. "Don't you mean later? It's
almost one in the morning." He frowned against my finger. "Awe,
poor baby, here left me fix that." I moved my finger and
replaced it with my lips. I felt him smile before he deepened the
kiss. I pulled away. "You have to go. You have to be bright and
perky for that interview in a few hours." He frowned again. "One
more quick one for the road?" and gave him a quick peck and slid
out of the car and shut the door. I ran to the front door. I unlocked
the door and opened it and went back out on the porch. I leaned over
the railing and blew him a kiss and waved goodbye. I stood there
until his car was no longer visible. I walked back inside and shut
and locked the front door.
"It's a
little late, isn't?"
I whirl around to see Jordie and Hayley in their pajamas, standing at the bottom of the stairs. "OMG, guys! Scare me to death next time, why don't ya?"
They looked at each other. Then at me. I'm getting a little scared. They got behind me and push me up the stairs. "What's going on?"
"We got to get you into your Pj's so you can tell us what kept you out so late."
After an half of an hour, we were all sitting on my king-sized bed, in our pajamas, and I had given them a few, but not all the details. "Awe, come on, Trish, you know we want more than that!!" I yawned. "Tell ya what, let's get some sleep and I'll divulge more details later, okay?" They finally conceded and went to their rooms. Yes, my best friends have their own rooms in my house. My parents gave me this really awesome house for my birthday last year. It's a huge 4 bedroom/3 bathroom ranch house. Both of my parents are real estate agents and what is called flippers. They buy houses that need repair and/or updating and then sell them to make a profit. I think my house started as a flip but they gave it to me instead.
I laid back in my bed and let today's events play like a movie in my mind, but it was kinda like one of the 4-D movie, where you wear the 3-D Glasses so the screen jumps out at you and you could feel things that were happening. Like I could feel Jason's arms when he caught me, the sparks when he held my hand, and the fireworks the first time we kissed. I let it play over and over and I feel into the best sleep I had had in ages.
