night.” He took a bite of his
fajita. “This is delicious. How’s yours?”
Amy finished chewing and wiped her mouth with
her napkin. “It is really good. You made an
excellent choice.”
“I usually do.” He teased her
back.
Amy enjoyed her dinner with
Adam. It was a relaxed atmosphere, great food, and even
better company to share it with. Not to mention the
margaritas were going down much too smoothly. She really
did not want to leave this cozy little nook of their evening.
Fernando approached the table and gave Adam
the check. He reached into his pocket and pulled out his
wallet. Even though he tried to be discreet Amy seen he
pulled out a hundred dollar bill and placed it in the black folder
that held the bill. “We’re all set.” Adam
nodded to the waiter.
“Thanks for dinner.” Amy rose from
her chair.
Adam helped her with her
jacket. “I’m glad you enjoyed it as much as I
did.” He carried the doggie bag with him as they left
the restaurant.
Amy welcomed Adam’s arm as he placed it
around her. She snuggled into his chest as they walked
to the truck feeling warm and cozy. She didn’t know if
it was from being so close to Adam or the margaritas taking
affect. Maybe a little of both, she decided with a
smile.
***
“Looks like we made it just in time,” Adam
whispered to Amy as they walked to their seats in the dimly lit
theater. “The previews are just about to start.”
Adam followed Amy as she found two seats a
few rows from the back. He handed her the popcorn and
pop after she took her jacket off. Adam glanced at
her and smiled, as he sat down and waited for the movie to
begin.
“I’m glad you picked Rocky”, he
whispered into Amy’s ear. She smells
good . He kissed her lightly on the cheek.
Adam relaxed and placed his arm around Amy as
the movie began. She snuggled up close and offered him
some popcorn. She was stirring up unfamiliar feelings in
him. There was definitely something different about Amy
and he liked it.
Adam enjoyed the movie with
Amy. They both laughed, she cried and the time flew
by. Before he knew it the movie was over and the lights
came on dimly. As the credits rolled he didn’t want the
night to end yet.
Adam stood up and stretched. “Hey
Amy.”
Amy’s eyes sparkled as she laughed at his
lame attempt to imitate Sylvester Stallone. “Better not
quit your day job.”
Adam placed his arm around her waist as they
walked out of the theater. I really like
this woman . He smiled to himself giving her a quick
squeeze.
“Do you want to come back to my place for
awhile?” Adam asked her as he pulled his truck out of
the parking lot onto the highway. “We could
watch Saturday Night Live.”
“Sure, that would be fun.” Amy
scooted over to sit next to him. She smiled then laid
her head on his shoulder and closed her eyes.
Adam turned on the radio quietly to the tune
of Sara Smile by Hall and Oates. He
placed his hand on Amy’s leg and watched her as they drove to his
house. There was no need for words. He was just content
to have her here next to him. Nothing had ever felt this
right to him before. He turned slightly to give her a
kiss on the top of her head and stared out the window the rest of
the way home. Just him, Amy and the radio playing.
Adam pulled up in his driveway. He
gently shook Amy. “Babe we’re here.”
“Did I actually fall asleep?” Amy
asked softly. “I was just so comfortable I must have
dozed off.”
Adam helped her out of the truck and rubbed
her shoulders. He pulled her close feeling the warmth of
her body and kissed her tenderly. “I’ve wanted to do
that all night.”
Amy looked up at him
breathless. “Me too.”
Adam led her up the stairs and into the
house. He turned on the lamp and threw his keys onto the
table. He walked into the kitchen and opened
Oliver Sacks, Оливер Сакс
Robert Charles Wilson, Marc Scott Zicree