Tied To Me

8 - The burger expert

Saturday, 28th January 2017

"What bowling alley is open until 3 in the morning?" Dean asks as we are putting on our shoes.

"The kind that has a bar right there."

"How many times have you come bowling here while being drunk?" Dean asks and stands up at the same time as I do.

"I don't know, but probably a lot more than I can remember." We both laugh. "Now, let's put that aside and bowl."

"You go first." I nod and pick up a bowling ball.

I throw the ball and knock over almost all the pins. I throw again and knock down two more, but not all of them. I haven't been bowling in a while, but I was never really good at it.

"Your turn." I take a seat on a seat and Dean goes to get a ball. He shoots and completely misses the pins. "Do it again and aim to the middle."

"I am trying to." He shoots the ball, and once again, it misses the pins completely. "I hate bowling."

I giggle and stand up. "Try again." I hand him one of the bowling balls.

"But it's your turn."

"Who cares?" I wave my hand. "Now, stand over here," He does so. "You don't have to throw the ball hard, because it won't stop in the middle. Now, try to aim to the middle of the pins. Don't twist your wrist or anything. Just throw the ball." He does so, and slowly, the ball rolls itself to the pins. It knocks down several of them and I cheer.

I glance at Dean and see him smiling. "Thanks."

"Do it again, but this time, air for the corner." I instruct him and go take a seat.

I watch Dean concentrate. He is biting his bottom lip while watching the pins. I end up biting my lip while watching him do so. I immediately slap myself from the trance.

This time, he doesn't knock down any pins. But it's his turn, so he can try again. And I get to observe him do so. I like bowling but the tight skirt makes it a bit hard as I have to constantly worry about it going up my legs and exposing my ass to the world.

We continue to bowl until our time runs out. We take our bowling shoes back and then walk out of the building.

"Tell me something," I say during the walk. "Have you ever bowled before?"

"Not really." He chuckles. "Did it show?"

I laugh. "Only a little, but we can work on that." I wrap my coat tighter around my body to try and prevent myself from being cold.

"Yeah, we should do that again."

"Sure." I nod.

"Do you have to get home already?"

"I really should. It's almost 2 in the morning and I am tired." Dean pouts and I smile. "But we could hang out tonight. I have a day off work and Ezra is going to need the apartment for himself."

"What for?" He furrows his eyebrows.

"He has a date and I will not be a mood killer."

"Then I will pick you up and we'll go hang out somewhere."

I smile and nod at the idea. "Thanks."

*

"Aurora," Ezra runs into the bathroom just as I was about to hop into the shower. "Hurry, help me!" He grabs me by my wrist and yanks me out of the bathroom and to his bedroom.