Slubberdegullion Noun.
A villain A fiend
~A worthless person~
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"You should wear less black."
"You should breathe less air."
"Does that mean you're going to kill me, or kiss me?"
"Kiss."
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I smirk at her soft smile, and shuffle in my seat, getting hot. I take off my jacket and throw it in the back seat. She may be cold but I am not. "Home? Or...someone you need to meet? A boyfriend perhaps?" I ask as I face her.
"We're on a date, and you're only now asking if I have a partner? Classy Myra." She smiles, keeping up with our banter.
"I mean, you suggested undressing, just wanted to make sure I know where I stand." I shift in my seat and buckle. "Best friends, right?" I put the truck in reverse, and turn to check that it's clear, my right hand going to the back of her headrest.
Before I could back up more than a foot, Maria reached a hand up to my arm. I stop reversing the truck, and look at her. Her hand soft against my arm, as she runs her fingers on my forearm. Caressing my arm.
I take in a breath. Hold it for a second, then release it.
"Definitely, not best friends." She speaks softly, as she drops her hand. It ends up palm-up, on the center console.
Damn am I affected by her.
I eye her hand but look back up to back out of the parking spot. When I pull out of the parking lot, I grab her hand with my right hand, entwining our fingers, as I focus on the road.
"You don't need directions?" She asks, as she glances at me.
"I have your address memorized. Have since you first told me it, Maria."
I bring her hand up, our elbows resting on the center console now.
"And you magically have the city memorized too? How else would you know how to get to my place, from a park?"
I bring her hand to my lips, pressing a gently kiss to the back of her hand. Then her knuckles. I can feel her eyes on me.
"I knew where I would be taking you. I memorized routes, accordingly." I squeeze her hand, and smile. But don't take my gaze off the road. ——————
I'm holding her heels in my left hand. Maria's hands are on either side of me, holding my arms. She's doing her very best to convince me to stay with her, as she unlocks her door, and opens it.
"No, Maria. I'm not coming in." I shake my head and lean down to place her heels next to the door, inside her apartment.
"Why not? We can watch a movie and fall asleep." She bargains.
