Call for a Good Time
Chapter 3
Beth smiled as she looked at the phone and saw who was calling her. It had become a regular thing with them. She pressed answer and held the phone to her ear. "Hey stranger," she said with a smile, her homework forgotten.
"Hey, yourself…how's your eye?"
She frowned a bit, touching the skin. "It's still sore, but all of the bruising is gone, my lip healed too." She blushed, remembering the way he'd gently touched her. Even though she'd been in that much pain, his fingers had felt good on her skin.
"Good." She heard him shift around on his couch. "What are you doin' tonight?" he asked.
Beth smiled a little, playing with her hair. "Nothing, just sitting in my room."
"You wanna do sometin'?" he asked.
Beth swallowed the scream bubbling up in her throat. "Sure, sounds like fun."
"Pick you up in an hour."
Beth hung up and quickly went to her closet, throwing clothes onto her bed, looking for something to wear, and of course, she didn't have anything. She settled on a typical country girl look, her boots, jeans, a black tank top, and a red plaid shirt. She smiled as she fixed her hair and made sure her makeup was presentable as she heard his bike pulling down her driveway. She grabbed her wallet, tucking it and her phone into her back pockets, running down stairs and to the door. She was out before Maggie or her daddy could stop her. He handed her a helmet as she climbed on behind him and wrapped her arms around him.
She couldn't help the smile as she pressed herself against his back as he tore down the dirt roads. "Where are we going?" she yelled over the wind whipping around them.
"Surprise," he yelled back.
Beth smiled and rested her head against his back. He drove them deep into the middle of nowhere before pulling off the road and parking his bike in the middle of a field. She slowly unwrapped her arms from around him and climbed off his bike. He climbed off and grabbed a bag from the back before taking her hand. "Come on." He led her through the field towards the wood.
He led her to a small pond, surrounded by trees and lightning bugs, and crickets singing in the background. He handed her his bag, opening it and pulling out a blanket. He laid it out and took the bag from her as they lay down tighter. She curled against him, resting her head on his chest. "This is beautiful," she said softly. He hummed as he lightly played with her hair.
Beth wasn't sure what had happened between them to warrant this cuddling, but she was happy. She wasn't sure how she felt about Daryl, but she knew that there was a serious crush going on and she was starting to think that it wasn't just one sided. They lay next to each other, looking up at the stars. She couldn't remember the last time she'd been that happy.