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Marie needed or
wanted anything. He wrapped his arms around her and whispered into
her ear. She gave out an obnoxious loud cackle that made everyone
turn their attention to them. I glanced their way and noticed his
eyes were on me, and I quickly looked away.
    A few more times during the day, I
caught him looking at me. The butterflies in my stomach went crazy.
It truly amazed me that after all this time he still could havethat
effect on me. I could tell by the look in his eyes and the tone in
his voice that he had quite a few drinks already. I was always able
to tell when he’d been drinking, even if he only had one. He had
always been blown away by that and called it one of my many
talents...
    Seeing him like that made
me think about the time we went out for our first Valentine’s
Day .
    We’d been dating for about
three months. Garrett opted not to go to college when he was hired
to work full-time at a local paper company. Though it was within
walking distance from his house, he saved up enough money to buy a
car. It wasn’t anything fancy. Actually, it was kind of beat up,
but it got him from point A to point B and that was all that
mattered. Usually his point A was his house and his point B was my
house.
    He called me and told me
he was on his way to pick me up, and that he had something special
planned for us. Right off the bat, I could tell something was
different about his voice. When he showed up at my house, I could
smell stale beer on him. I pushed him out of the door and yelled to
my mom that I would be home by eleven. I ran to his car and jumped
in the driver’s seat, even though I only had my learner’s permit at
the time. I was not going to let him get busted for a DUI, when I
could drive perfectly fine.
    I turned to him and
started yelling , “Are you crazy? You’re driving after you’ve been drinking?
It’s Valentine’s Day you know, the cops are going to be out in full
force! And you are not even old enough to be drinking!”
    “ Come on, Babe. Don’t be
mad,” he said with an adorable smirk on his face. He reached over
and grabbed my hand, brought it to his mouth and kissed the back of
it.
    I looked over at him. With
a big smile on my face I said, “God, I hate you. . . Where are you
taking me anyway?”
    “ It’s a
surprise.”
    “ Well you might want to
tell me about this surprise since I’m now the one
driving.”
    “ Alright, drive to Wales
Park,” he replied.
    “ Wales Park? It’s freaking
freezing out and you want to go to a park?” I asked with doubt in
my voice.
    “ Don’t worry, Babe, I’ll
keep you warm,” he winked and gave me a huge smile which made me
laugh.
    Let’s be clear here, even though I was
only sixteen, Garrett was not my first sexual partner. Most kids my
age were experimenting with drugs and booze and then there was me,
experimenting with sex. So I knew exactly what he meant by "keeping
me warm".
    “ Oh, really? And what
makes you think I want you keeping me warm?” We pulled into the
park and I found a spot near the railroad tracks. He took my hand
and pulled me closer to him. He put his face up against mine and
took a deep breath.
    “ God, I love the smell of
your hair,” he said as he nuzzled his face into my hair.
    I pushed him away. “You’re
just saying that to get in my pants,” I said grinning from ear to
ear.
    He reached around me into
the back seat of the car and pulled out a gift bag. I gave him a
puzzled look.
    “ Happy Valentine’s Day,
Babe,” he said.
    “ You said no presents,” I
said, slapping his chest.
    “ No, I said, I didn’t want
you buying me any presents. I didn’t say anything about me not
getting you something. Plus, I made it. It didn’t cost me
anything.”
    As I went to put my hand
inside the bag he said, “Be careful it may cut you.”
    I gave him a puzzled look
and reached into the bag. I pulled out a heart made of barbed wire
that was painted red.
    “ Do you like it?” He asked
excitedly.
    “ I love it!”