Blank Space

Chapter 17

“So, we’re off on Saturday. Can I take you out Saturday night?” Blake asked looking down at Callie. 

“How about this. You score thirty against the Lakers and I’ll keep my whole day open,” Callie smiled at him. 

“If I score 30 against the Lakers we’ll be sleeping most of the day because we’ll be celebrating tomorrow night,” Blake laughed. 

“You won’t,” Callie said shivering slightly as the cooler air rolled in off the water. 

They were standing in the parking lot of the restaurant. They were supposed to be saying a quick goodbye so DJ could take the girls back to Madison’s car. 

“How long before I need to get the hose?” DJ laughed looking over at Madison. 

“Leave them alone. For all we know she’s giving in and the next time she goes to Texas will be to pack her stuff,” Madison said not taking her eyes off the two. 

DJ rolled his eyes and laid his seat all the way back. 

“Let me know when we can go,” He sighed closing his eyes. 

“Is that a challenge?” Blake asked pulling his Clipper hoodie over his head and handing it to her. 

“More like a fact,” Callie said pulling his hoodie on over her head. It was almost down to her knees and her hands weren’t even close to coming out of the arm holes, but it smelled just like his car and just like him. 

“Whatever we’ll see. If I do, you have to spend tomorrow night out with me, all day Saturday and a date Saturday night,” Blake smiled at her. 

“What? All I even somewhat agreed to was Saturday night,” Callie said wide eyed. 

“Then lets start with the celebration tomorrow night and go from there?” Blake whispered stepping closer to her and tilting her chin up so she was looking at him. 

“Okay,” Callie conceded as Blake leaned down and brushed his lips against hers. 

Callie sighed as she melted into him. Damn the boy could kiss. They slowly pulled apart and Callie smiled a small smile at him. 

“I...n..need to get going. DJ and Madison they’re waiting,” Callie stuttered.

“Yeah. See you tomorrow,” Blake said letting go as she turned to walk to DJ’s car.

“I’m keeping this,” Callie called pulling at the hoodie. 

“Not like I can’t get more,” Blake smirked at her. 

“Now who’s being a smartass?” Callie laughed. 

Blake shrugged wide eyed at her as she turned around and kept walking. He waited for her to get in the car before he got in his and left the parking lot.