suddenly went
off on its own accord again: "For you, I'd do anything at all."
That secured another of her incredible smiles
- dazzling, even in the half light.
"Most guys would have sat there and probably
grunted at me that they were all right, they'd be okay even though
it's freezing cold," she said. "The guys I know, anyway."
"I think your friends were amused that we've
gone off together," Dylan said, thinking he might make her smile
again at the thought that her friends were already making baseless
assumptions that this whole trek to the car to find blankets was
some kind of pretext for some kind of romantic -
"They've been trying to set me up with
various guys for months," she interrupted his thoughts. "I think
they're just excited I actually found someone worth talking
to."
Dylan had to conceal a gasp.
Found someone worth talking to?
What was going on? He felt as though he was
walking on clouds, somehow. Were his ears deceiving him now? She
was excited about being with him?
He tried to change the subject, if anything
to distract himself from all the confused feelings he had, to calm
himself down and prevent himself from misunderstanding this
situation.
He said: "So are you actually excited about
this new iPad?"
She gave him a blank look, and nearly dropped
his hand.
"Only, I'm sitting there in the line trying
to mind my own business…"
"And not doing so great at that, huh?" she
flashed him a grin.
He shrugged, "Kind of hard to keep my ears to
myself when you're talking about vibrators and stuff like
that."
"I guess it must be. Pervert."
"Hey, it wasn't me talking about sex toys in
a queue for the new iPad." She smiled, and he said: "The emos
sitting behind me in the line were talking about iPads the whole
time - you can't blame me for trying to distract myself from
that."
She laughed. "That doesn't get you horny,
talking about 4G and Retina display?"
He couldn't quite tell whether it was going
to turn her off that he wasn't completely obsessed with Apple
products like his sister, or whether it was a good thing.
"Well, I mean they're handy to have…"
She laughed, "You're worried we're all geeky
girls and I'll find you boring because you're not in the waiting
list to work on the Genius Bar?"
To be honest, he'd never thought any of them
might be termed 'geeky'.
She said: "It's Chrissy. She's a total tech
geek. And she has to have the latest new anything the minute it's
out."
"Oh, right, I see. My sister's just the
same."
"Only it kind of sucks waiting in line on
your own all night - so we all came along for the ride."
"That's very nice of you."
"Hey - it's the summer. Not like we have to
do anything else tomorrow," she said. "Your friends didn't feel the
same way, then?"
"I didn't really tell them. Don't think
they'd be quite so understanding about the whole sitting around all
night for an iPad kind of thing."
"You're very sweet to do it for your
sister."
"If it gets me in her good books for a few
weeks, it's a price worth paying."
"Hey," she said, as came to a halt between
two SUVs. There weren't too many cars in the parking lot, but
Noelle had pulled them over to a cluster that he'd assumed belonged
to her and her friends.
She stopped him, pulling him back to
her.
"Are you still up for letting me tell you
what to do?"
"Letting you?" he joked. "I don't think you
get how to do this."
She rolled her eyes at him again, but then
she said: "Fine. Then I'll just tell you."
"Sure."
"Kiss me. Now."
Something like a small hand grenade went off
inside his upper chest. He couldn't hear it, but the burst of
intense heat and shock from the blast was quite clearly
detectable.
What did she just say?
But he hardly had a moment to process what
she'd demanded of him as she pushed him back against the black
four-by-four vehicle, launching herself at him. Complete
surprise and overwhelming confusion made him putty in her
hands.
"Okay…" he said as she pulled him down to her
level, placing