Evening came later than I would have wanted and when I came out of the office, Dean was standing there leaning on his motorcycle. My eyes appreciated it but that was not a good thing for my poor heart.
I waved at him and he smiled back. He also seemed nervous but I couldn't figure out why. Then it hit me. This might be his first time too. He didn't mention having any exes, Did he?
"Hi, um, y-you look nice". You thought it was me who said it, right? Wrong. He must be more nervous than he let on.
"Hey! I am sure I look like a zombie after a day of work. Are you ok?" I was genuinely worried.
"I am fine. It's true. You always look nice, baby."
"Y-yeah, you look ho-nice too" I almost said "hot". I didn't expect him to compliment me so I lost it momentarily.
"Ho-nice? Always say what you think, baby. At least to me" He winked at me.
I felt the blood rushing to my face. I decided to be honest. I liked the feeling. "Ok, you look hot. Happy?"
"Very much so. Let's go, baby. I am starving. Also I think I owe you few answers".
I was happy to ride with him in his motorcycle again and I was getting so used to it.
We reached my home as I wanted to have dinner with him someplace quiet. I just had a couple hundred questions.
But he chose to ask me first. "What is your ideal first date?"
"Slow down, cowboy. Shouldn't you ask if I want to go on a date with you in the first place?" I teased him.
He placed a hand on his mouth and gasped dramatically. "So you led me on and now friend-zoning me?"
"Come on! How can I assume things on my own? You have to say what's on your mind too".
"Baby, I thought my feelings were evident from day 1. As I told you, I broke the rules by talking to you. I like spending time with you. Now if it's ok with you, shall we go on a date?"
How could I say no to him? "Yes, Dean. I would love to. Now, to answer you question, I don't have any preference. But I love to go camping. We can go there, if you want. I mean, if not, we can go to movie and dinner".
"We already went to movie and dinner. So those count as well?"
"Um, no, I don't think so. We went as friends, right? So those do not count. I don't know. Does it matter? All I want is to be with you." Did I always have to make it cheesy? He didn't seem to mind.
He was surprised and he held my hands. I suddenly felt shy and looked at our entwined fingers.
"To be honest, it doesn't matter to me either. I mean, I have liked you from the beginning and my thoughts were not as innocent as a friend during those times".
Wow! This was how I was going to die. His words made me so excited and I was afraid my heart was going to jump out.
I suddenly made an impulse decision and kissed him on his cheek. My brain registered what I did a second later and I started freaking out. Did I cross a line? Why did he become still like a statue? Was he ok?
He touched his cheek and looked like he couldn't believe what happened. "Baby" he whispered.
I was so embarrassed by my own action and hid my face with my hands. He pried my hands away.
He placed his hands on my cheeks and looked into my eyes. "Baby, look at me. Don't feel shy with me. I was just surprised. In a good way. I love it when you are being like this".
I just nodded at him and excused myself to make dinner. He came along with me to help. That's what he said. But he started munching on the carrots I was cutting for dinner.
He tried to take another and I swatted his hands away. But he took a piece of the carrot and placed it on my mouth. Before I could register what was happening, he took a bite from the other end of that small piece.
His mouth was mere inches from mine. I was shocked and the carrot fell from my mouth. He picked up the piece and threw it on the dustbin muttering "Such a shame".
Wait. What happened? What was he trying to do? Was that another almost-kiss?
A/N: Did you shout at them to kiss already? I did too!
I always feel like the wait leading up to the first kiss is the best part in a story. What do you think?
But it need not be true always. Don't wait and do what makes YOU happy.