You Don't Know Me | A Andy Gibb What If Story

Chapter 67

"Dinner was lovely you picked a nice spot," I commented as we left the restaurant. 

Andy and I's first Valentine's Day together as a couple went off without a hitch. Despite last night feeling like death, I woke up and felt ready to take on the world.

"I knew you'd like it plus they have the best live music too which was nice," Andy remarked as we walked to the car.

"Right, I never realized how nice a dinner and show is," I told him as we arrived at the car.

He unlocked the door for me.

"Thank you," I told him as I sat in the car.

Quickly, Andy joined me in the car.

"Where to?" he asked.

I glanced at the clock. It was a little before 9.

"Well we can go back to the hotel if you'd like I mean," I remarked quietly.

"That's fine darling it is sort of later than you usually stay out. I'm fine with that," he told me as he started the car.

I smiled at him as we began our drive back to the hotel.

"So tomorrow, we have that pottery class at 11 right?" he asked as he broke the silence.

Ever since our first date many months ago at the pottery class, we both wanted to do it again.

"Yes, and we are going to be making clay pots. When I called, she wasn't 100% sure if she'd be the one teaching it or this other lady," I told him.

"Okay so if we have the class at 11, we can enjoy breakfast in bed then," he remarked.

"Whatever you'd like," I told him.

"We can always order room service," he suggested.

"That sounds perfect to me," I told him as we arrived at the hotel.

Andy smiled as he turned the car off.

We made our way up to the hotel room. One thing I did regret was wearing these kitten heels. My feet were not made for heels even if they were small.

I kicked my heels off. 

Andy chuckled.

"What was that for?" he asked still chuckling.

"Well I regretted wearing them I just wanted to feel fancy today," I told him as I went and sat down on the bed.

"You don't ever have to feel fancy when we go out. I love you exactly the way you are," he told me.

"I know but sometimes when we go to these nice restaurants, I feel obligated to dress to the standards of the place," I told him as I massaged my feet.

"It doesn't matter to me how you dress. It's how you feel," he told me as he sat down next to me.

"Right," I remarked.

Andy turned the TV on while I sat there contemplating whether to go to take a shower or take Tylenol.

Andy noticed my zoned-out expression.

"Are you okay?" he asked as he sat down next to me again.

"I'm just debating whether or not to go and take my shower or if I should go take some pain meds for my feet," I told him.

"Do both?" he suggested.

"I probably should. I shouldn't have worn heels," I told him as I looked at my feet.  

 I did have two blisters from the back of the shoe rubbing up against my ankle.

"I guess I shouldn't say I told you so but I did tell you that we would be walking before dinner," he remarked.

"Right but I couldn't resist looking nice I mean the past few weeks have been a drag and being here tonight with you is just," I remarked as he cut me off.

He liked kissing me to shut me up.

"I guess I need to learn how to shut up," I remarked after we separated.

He chuckled.

"No darling you just need to stop overthinking and over-explaining yourself," he told me lovingly.

The man before me was something else. He treated me right and with respect. He didn't take advantage of me. He knew that we needed to take care of each other. 

I sighed at his comment though cause he was right. 

"Well I always say it but you are right,"  I told him as I stood up to gather my stuff to shower.

"Of course I am I've learned a lot from you," he told me as he tried to find something for us to watch.

I smiled at myself. For once in my life I felt important.

"That makes me feel good when you say that," I told him.

"It's true though," he told me.

A relaxing Valentine's Day to be encountered.