Chapter 4

"All right, I'm out of here," Amy said at 7:45 PM the next evening.

"Okay, enjoy your night with Phil," I said. I was in the kitchen. I was starting to make John's and my dinner. I wanted it to be ready by the time he arrived at 8 o'clock.

"Oh, I am, because I am getting laid tonight!"

"Glad somebody is."

Amy smiled. "Honey, if you want to get laid tonight, make the move!"

I gave my friend a look. "It's only our second date."

"So what? You two had fun on Wednesday night. You had a lot of fun last night. Jump his bones!"

"Amy!"

"I'm serious, Patricia! A lot of people have sex on the first date!"

"I don't want to ruin something before it gets started!"

"I told you this yesterday: I wouldn't have wanted to set up with John if I knew he wanted just a piece of ass. He wants a piece of ass, plus the companionship. He has been single for way too long and he is getting very jealous of Randy with Torrie and Phil with me.

"You know you do have to necessarily have sex! You can just make out with him! That is always fun!"

I grinned.

"I only said the sex thing, because I know you need some loving."

"That's for sure," I said. "And I know. You are only trying to help."

"Exactly," Amy said. "Just have fun tonight. You'll have the whole apartment to yourself since you've here. Have a good dinner and watch a few movies with him."

"I will."

"Okay, I need to go, though. I'll see you tomorrow."

"Text me to let me know you are okay, though, please," I said.

"Of course," Amy said.

"No sex without safe sex!"

"Yes, Mother."

"I love you, Amy!"

"Shut up!"

Amy then walked out the door. I heard her lock it behind her.

At 8 o'clock, dinner was ready. I went ahead and made up plates. As I was doing that, there was a knock on the door. I walked over to the door and looked through the peephole. It was John. A huge smile spread across my lips. I unlocked the door and then opened it up.

"Hello handsome," I said.

"Hello beautiful," John said.

I smiled brightly. "Come on in."

John walked through the door. I closed it and relocked it.

"Something smells good," John said looking at me.

"Yes, dinner is ready," I said. I went to walk past him and back into the kitchen, but he stopped me.

"What's your hurry?" John asked.

"You don't want dinner to get cold."

"I think dinner can wait a few more minutes."

I grinned as John smirked and leaned forward to kiss me on the lips. It was a nice, light kiss. John pulled away from me and smiled.

"Now we can eat," He said

"Good," I said. I grabbed his hand and pulled him into the kitchen. "Have a seat."

John took a seat at the kitchen table. I grabbed the plates, silverware, and brought them over to the table.

"What would you like to drink?" I asked. "We have Pepsi and Coke, along with beer, Smirnoff Twisters and water."

"I'll take a Coke," John said.

"Okay," I said.

I grabbed two glasses and filled them with ice, and brought them over to the table. I then grabbed a can of regular Coke and a can of diet coke for myself.

"We have Pepsi and Coke, because Amy prefers Coke products. But Phil loves Pepsi," I said, sitting down at the table. "Amy wants to make sure we have something for her boy toy." John grabbed the can of Coke and opened it.

"Yeah, I drink either or," John said, pouring the coke into his glass. I

I did the same with my diet Coke. "Same here," I said. "I mostly drink diet soda, because it doesn't have calories. But I do like a cold can of regular Coke every once in awhile. I also love regular Coke in a fountain drink."

John took a sip. "Refreshing."

I chuckled. "Well, dig in."

"Do you have any cheese?"

"Oh, yeah, sorry," I said. I got up and went into the spice cabinet. I grabbed the container of Parmesan Cheese and went back over to the table. I put some on my spaghetti before giving it to John.

"Thank you," He said.

"You're welcome. How was work for you today?"

"Good. I did not need to pull my gun on anyone or chase them down. I gave a couple speeding tickets and made a couple arrests for drug possession."

"Oh, fun," I said.

"Yeah. How was work for you today?"

"Just fine. Amy and I didn't need to stay at work until seven tonight. We were able to leave at six. I think since my boss has two legal assistants—me and Amy—we can get twice the work done. But then again it has only been one week of me working."

"Yeah, that's true."

"How is the spaghetti and meatballs, though?" I asked.

"Excellent! You're a terrific cook."

"Not really," I said. "I don't know how to cook a five course meal."

"I don't ever need a five course meal. I just need something for dinner and perhaps something for dessert. I don't always eat dessert."

"Well, I actually made some brownies."

"What kind of brownies?"

"They're regular brownies! I've never even tried marijuana! That is the only thing that is innocent about me!"

John chuckled. "I was only kidding. But you're serious? You never tried marijuana?"

"Yes, I was actually not doing drugs when I was teenager. I did drink, but I did that under the supervision of my parents. I was only allowed one drink, though."

"I have lots of respect for you now."

"Thank you," I said.

"To be honest with you, I never tried it either. I was an athlete in high school and college. My team mates and friends were doing some drugs and such. But they always made sure to make sure the drugs were out of their systems before drug tests. I got a full athletic scholarship to Springfield College to play football. I did smoke a cigar every now and again, and did drink, but I never did any other drugs. I still smoke a cigar every now and again and I drink, but I'm not a raving alcoholic."

"I offered you a beer."

"I know. Beer's not very good with spaghetti."

"That's true. You have to have a beer with the Cena Burger or chicken wings, right?"

"Right. I didn't last night, though. I usually don't drink when I have to work the next day."

"That is a smart move. I'm not a light weight when it comes to alcohol."

"That's a very good thing. You have a high tolerance for alcohol. I have been out with a couple girls that do not have a high tolerance for alcohol. Of course, it worked well for me, because I got laid…Sorry!"

I shook my head. "Don't be. I just hope there was safe sex there."

"Yeah, there was! I always wrap it before I tap it! The stupidest thing is pulling out!"

"I know! I refuse to have sex with a guy if he doesn't wear a condom."

"How the hell did we get on this topic?" John laughed.

I laughed too. "I don't know."

"Where's Amy?"

"She went over to Phillip's and will be gone for the night."

"All right, my boy's getting laid tonight!"

"Yeah, that's what Amy said. She is happy to get laid tonight. That started a conversation about you and me."

John smirked. "Well, I didn't plan on getting any action tonight, but I'm game!"

I couldn't help but giggle. "Well, you never know!"

"I'm kidding, Trish!"

"I'm not!" I said with a grin.

John took a look at me. The look on my face was serious. He smirked suddenly. "That's right big boy, wear that smirk!" I said. John chuckled and turned bright red. I smiled and kept eating.

Fifteen minutes later, we were both finished.

"That was excellent, Trish," John said.

"Thank you," I said. I grabbed his plate, along with mine and took them over to the sink. I turned on the water to wash excess food and stuff off the dishes before putting them in the dishwasher. "Do you want to watch a movie?" I asked.

"Yeah, sure," John said.

"Can I get you to sit through a chick flick?"

"Depends on which chick flick."

"I was thinking Dirty Dancing."

"Sure. I don't mind that one. Don't tell anyone but I actually like that one."

I laughed looking over at him. He just smiled at me. I finished washing off the dishes. The dishwasher was full enough to go head and run. I grabbed a Cascade Gel pouch from package in the cabinet underneath the sink. I then put that in the part where the dish wash soap or detergent would go, closed the lid and then closed the dishwasher. I pressed the buttons for setting and everything. Then I pressed the start button.

"Would you like some of the delicious brownies I made too?" I asked.

"Yeah, how about I cut a few pieces out of the pan and you go set up the movie?" John suggested.

"Good idea. I have to grab the movie from my room. Would you like to see my room, though?"

"Yeah, let's see where Patricia Stratigias sleeps."

I smiled. I grabbed John's hand pulled him from the kitchen. I then took him down the hall to my bedroom. "The bathroom is in there if you need it."

"Yeah, I know. I've been here a quite a lot with the two couples."

"Well, now you're here with me."

My bedroom door was open. I hit the switch by the door and turned the fan light on in my room. I headed over to my DVD collection and looked for Dirty Dancing. John surveyed my room.

My room contained a queen sized bed, one side table with a lamp sitting on it, a large dresser with a mirror, a desk and chair with my laptop computer on top, and then there was a flat screen TV sitting on a TV stand. I had my own DVD player with it. My room had lots of pink and purple.

"It's nice," John said.

"Thank you," I said.

"So this is where all the magic happens?"

I looked over at John. He was sitting on my bed. "Not since I've moved here."

"Well, we'll have to change that," John said with a wink.

I just smiled. I found the DVD.

"All right, that's the end of the bedroom portion of our date," I said.

"We'll see!"

I grabbed John's hand and pulled him out of my room and into the living room. I set up the movie while he went into the kitchen and cut up the brownies.

"You want some more to drink?" John asked.

"Yes, please and thank you," I said.

John came out of the kitchen carrying the brownies. He put them on the coffee and then went back into the kitchen to grab our drinks. I sat on the sofa waiting for the DVD to load. It got to the main menu. I hit the enter button, which selected "Play Movie." John came back and took his seat next to me.

He took a brownie and took a bite of it. "Very good," He said.

"Thank you," I said. I grabbed one for myself and took a bite. They were good.

We were both quiet as we each enjoyed two brownies. We then got comfortable to watch the movie.

"Yummy," I said when Patrick Swayze made his first appearance.

John chuckled. "You can call me Johnny if you like."

I smiled at him. "Kind of like Amy calls Phil 'Phillip'?"

"Yes."

"What is your full name?"

"John Felix Anthony Cena Junior. What is yours?"

"Patricia Anne Stratigias," I said.

"Like I said, you can call me Johnny, because I love calling you, Patricia."

I smiled. "Okay, Johnny."

John chuckled.

We continued to watch the movie. John ended up wrapping his arm around me and I ended up cuddling up against him.

"I want to learn to ballroom dance," I said when Johnny and Penny came on doing the Mumbo.

"Maybe that's something we can do together," John suggested.

I looked at him with a smile. "Are you just saying stuff to make you like more?"

"No. I actually think it would be fun to learn to ballroom dance with a girlfriend."

"So I'm your girlfriend now?"

John nodded. "Yeah."

I smiled. I leaned forward and kissed him. He kissed me back. We kissed lightly for a couple of minutes, but then things heated up.

John pressed his tongue against my lips, begging for access to my mouth. I parted my lips and then felt his tongue in my mouth. He moved his tongue around my mouth tasting me. I made him moan when I began to suck on it. I moved myself into his lap, straddling his waist.

Our making out went on the rest of the movie. I ended up lying on the sofa with John on top of me.

We had started watching the movie at about 8:40. We were fifteen, twenty minutes into the movie before we started making out. So we were making out for about two hours. Those were the best two hours of my life!

"I'd love to stay longer, but I have to work tomorrow," John said.

"Maybe tomorrow night you can just stay the night," I said.

"Or you can stay at my place tomorrow night. Both Torrie and Randy have Sunday off. Randy will stay at her place with her."

I smiled. "That would be fun. What time do you get done with your shift tomorrow?"

"Six. You can come over to my place before then. Then I can come home, shower, dress, and get some dinner."

"I need to get back to the gym, though."

"Well, that was supposed to be our date tonight. Do you want it for tomorrow night?"

"Yeah, that'll be fun, getting all hot and sweaty."

"Yeah, we don't need to go to the gym for that."

I smiled. "The gym it is."

"Damn!"

I chuckled. "I'll be over at your place by the time you get there."

"Yeah, Randy and Torrie will be there. They'll let you in."

"Fun," I said.

"Good night," John said kissing me.

"Good night."

John gave me one last kiss and then he unlocked the door and opened it. "Bye," He said.

"Bye," I said. I closed the door behind him and relocked it. I then grabbed the glasses from the coffee table, along with the plate from the brownies. I put those in the sink. I turned off the lights in the kitchen and living room. I then headed into my room where I changed into a tank top and pajama pants.

After washing my face and brushing my teeth, I headed back into my room. I went over to my bed. I picked up my phone. I had three new text messages. One was from Amy and the other two from my sisters. The one from Amy said she had made it to Phil's okay. I replied and apologized for not answering and told that John had just left ten minutes ago. She replied back with a smiley face.

The texts from my sisters were asking about my first week of work and my dates with John. I replied back to both of them saying: Great to the first week of work! Awesome to the dates with John! I'm his gf now!

Both of them replied with smiley faces. I smiled. I got up and pulled the sting to turn the fan on. I then pulled the sting to turn the light off. I then cuddled under the covers and went to sleep. I had sweet dreams about me and my boyfriend, Johnny!