Chapter Five: Robin

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We eat breakfast together at the dining room table.

"This is really good, Garrick!" I complement his cooking.

He looks down, I can see him smiling and blushing.

He is so adorable.

"So, are we dating now... Officially?" He asks slowly.

Are we?

"I guess so. But I want to ask you out properly. Do you want to get dinner tonight, Garrick?" I say with warmth.

He smiles and says "Of course I do."

What am I supposed to wear? Nohting too formal, but nothing too casual. This is so difficult!

I choose some jeans and a nice white shirt.

"Garrick, are you almost ready?" I call upstairs.

He prances down the steps in jeans, with his belt showing, with a black t-shirt.

God, he looks good in anything.

I feel my cheeks grow warm as my heart is doing gymnastics in my chest.

I didn't choose the most romantic of places, but it should be good.

By the time we enter the parking lot, my insides have settled and my cheeks have cooled, thank God.

We have a nice conversation over dinner about us as an official couple.

"Who should we tell?" was his first question for me.

"Well, let's start with the people who we're close with and live with." I answer.

"Okay, so Brittney and my parents, Azmo, Jeff..." he listed people off, his voice rising.

"Is everything okay?" I cut him off, concerned.

He looks right into my eyes and says, "I'm just so excited, Robin."

My throat tightens at the thought of how we feel the same way about eachother. For some odd reason, that factor hadn't properly sunk in yet.

"Me too." I agree, smiling, blushing, and looking away.

I really hate my cheeks-

"I love it when you blush, Bing." He cut into my thoughts. I look at him. He has his chin on his hands, elbows on the table, looking intrigued.

"R-really?" I say uncertainly.

He slowly brings up his hand to my cheek.

"It means you care." He says with a meaningful smile across his face as he traces my jaw line.

Even his touch is perfect.

"I love your lips." I say. He looks taken aback. And he pulled his hand away.

"Why?" He questions.

"Because I can't stand not being able to kiss them all day, Breezy."

I like using our pone names. It just makes things easier and more comfortable.

I put my hand on his and stare into his eyes. I can stare at them all day, yet never reach the bottom of the deep ocean blue irises.

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