The Night I Forgot

Chapter 4

That night Anita purposed we go out and do something. I wasn't really in the mood, but I knew she would see Bradley. He makes her so happy. I just had to go.

We decided on going out to eat.. As a double date, which really didn't help with the 'try not to lead Blake on' thing.

When we got to the restaurant, we didn't have to wait. Bradley had already reserved seats for us.

"Hey there beautiful," Bradley gazed at his girlfriend. Anita blushed, and sat next to him. Me and Blake sat on the other side. I purposely put some space between us, vice versa, Bradley and Anita couldn't be any closer.

"So are we doing anything after this?" It was Anita who asked Bradley.

" I was planning a little something, if you know what I mean." She leaned over and kissed him on the cheek.

"Ok! How about we not try to make Allie barf at the table?!" I pleaded. I used my name in third person, sounding like a total idiot.

Blake snickered.

The waiter came to our booth with her little scribble pad and pen. "What would you lovely fellas like to drink?" She was eyeing up Blake. I felt ripples of jealousy. I shouldn't have, but I did.

"Mm hmmmm," I hummed warningly.

She glanced at me with clear distaste in her face, while Blake looked at her giggling. "I'd like a sweet tea."

"Coke."

"Dr. Pepper."

"7 Up," I said mine kind of bįchty.

The woman turned around sassily and stalked away, making me want to grab my fork and stab her eyes out.

"Someone is jealous," Anita teased. Blake smiling his prefect smile.

"I'm not!" I say defensively. "She is not supposed to eye customers!"

They all started laughing, drawing unwanted attention from other tables.

"Okay Allie, whatever you say,"Bradley said quite sarcastically. "Seriously. I'm not jealous!" I begin again.

Blake rubbed my thigh soothingly, calming me down in a mind blowing way. He had such an influence on me it literally drove me mad. I inch away trying to regain control of my senses. He looked a little disappointed but soon got over it.

When our food arrived I felt a little self conscious. I never really had a problem with eating in front of the opposite sex, but for some reason I felt different with Blake. I kind of wanted him to like me. I don't know why because I was planning to break up with him anyway, but I did. I felt like a horrible manipulative bįtch!

As we started eating Blake started talking. "So, when do you plan on going back to your home?"

Man! I hadn't noticed how fast this week flew by.

"The day after tomorrow."

"Oh wow! What do you think it's going to be like for...us.... when we go back home? You have a job and I do too, plus we live a little while from each other...."

I really didn't know how to answer that question. I wanted to see him, but then I also didn't want to. I know this guy is as sweet as it gets and leaves me wanting more, but that's why I don't wanna see him. I can't break him. And if I stay with him any longer I knew I would break myself too. My life is just screwed up like that.

"I guess we will just see." I say unenthusiastically.

He looked hopeful and disappointed at the same time. I loved the hopeful. He looked like he truly wanted me. I loved the disappointment too, because it showed he was sad if he couldn't see me, making me feel wanted, but I also hated the disappointment. He looked better happy. His eyes lit up when he was happy and his cheeks would rise in a perfect sexy amazing smile.

Everyone was looking at me, noticing I was daydreaming. I felt the blood rush to my face with embarrassment.

While Bradley and Anita were having their own little world, Blake slowly slid his hand over to my knee, traveling upward until he reached my hand. He slowly laced his fingers with mine, amazing me how it felt like my hand belonged there. He started slowly, calmly rubbing his thumb on my hand. The one little movement flooded my insides with electricity and lust.

How could this man do this to me? This one man who married me after just one night?! It must've been fast for me to "fall in love" with him.

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When we (just me and Blake because Anita went to Bradley's) arrived at the hotel again, it was around midnight. I was tired but Blake convinced me to stay up. I believe his exact words were.."You're so boring! Have a little fun once in a while!" I am fun.! I am the funnest person anyone will ever meet.

Well okay I'm not that fun.

Fine! I'm only a little fun.

Ok. Maybe I lied. I never really have fun.

But in my defense that's because I'm always busy! Either grading papers for my students, doing chores around the house, or with my family. Not to mention all the animals I have to feed.

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"Oh whatever the only way you're beating me is..well you're not going to beat me! I'm good at basketball," I brag even though I totally suck at it. I didn't want him thinking he could win easily, but I knew he would.

"Oh really now?! You think you can beat this," he states cockily motioning to his body. I knew I couldn't, but why not mess with him?

"And what's that? A cocky, overconfident man?"

"Um no! I'm a cocky,overconfident SEXY man!" We both started laughing and everytime one of us looked at each other we'd just start laughing again. Soon I literally couldn't breathe, and it looked like he was having trouble too.

Finally we got over our little giggle session and he tossed me the basketball.

"What do you wanna play?" He asked.

I really had no idea what to even do in basketball and the only game I knew was... "pig?" I made it sound like a question.

"The oh so awesome basketball player wants to play pig?" He asked giggling.

"Well I figured I'd go easy on you," I state. "We'll see." He says with confidence.

By the end of the basketball game, we both figured out the other was lying. Even though Blake was tall, he sucked at basketball. We were laughing on our way back from the court to the hotel when he asked, "Am I doing good?"

"What are you talking about?" I ask confused.

"Am I doing good at making you like me?"

HELL YES!

"I don't know what do you think?"I asked not knowing what to say.

"I think that I myself am starting to love you even more than I did before."

AWWWWWWWW! He's just too sweet!

He gently touched his palm to my lower back and my heart jumped a few beats.

"I'll make you like me sooner or later," he states, "sooner being better than later", he continued just touching his soft lips to my ear as he whispered the last part. MAN his lips made me jolt upright.

And even I knew, even if I didn't want to, that this beautiful, funny, sweet, confident, cocky man did have the power to make my heart melt and fall to my stomach.