No Escaping You

Her Story

Rebecca was so nervous of their date that she couldn't decide on what to wear. She doesn't even know where they were going. She was pacing back and forth in her bedroom, then she would stop and stare at her open closet and get back to pacing. No one has ever thrown her off her game. With her relationships, she made sure never to get too attached, and she was always in control. But with Sara, it's like she's always on her toes. It's new, it's scary, but it's exciting and she wants it.

She grabbed her usual clothes and put them on. She figured she doesn't have to try too much to impress Sara. That's not who they are. No matter how crazy things might feel for her, what she and Sara seem to have is just simple. They may not know much about each other, but they're comfortable with each other. There's no pretention, maybe there are things that they are keeping from one another, but they don't deny it. Maybe there will come a time that they no longer feel the need to hide anything.

Hey. I'm on my way. Ready?

Rebecca texted Sara as she got into her car and drove to Sara's place.

Almost.

Unlike Rebecca, Sara wasn't feeling nervous. She was just excited. She even pampered herself with a long hot bath that she was just getting out of when Rebecca had texted her. She didn't have a problem choosing an outfit since she doesn't really have much to choose from. And right on time, there was a knock at her door.

And Sara couldn't help but smile at how nervous Rebecca looked at the other side of the door. She found it adorable.

"You look nervous."

"These are for you." Rebecca ignored her comment and handed her an arrangement of vibrant flowers that she saw and just had to stop and buy for, because they made her think of Sara.

"Thank you." Sara took the flowers and tried to find something to put them into. All she had was a pitcher of water. That would do. She would just figure something else out when she gets back.

"Do I make you nervous?" Sara asked to fill the silence that settled in when they got to Rebecca's car.

"Always."

"Really? Why?"

"I don't know. Maybe if I did, I wouldn't be."

"I see. So, where are we going?"

"I thought you're deciding where."

"You're the one driving us somewhere."

"I was just following the road until you tell me where to go."

"Then let's see where the road takes us." Sara suggested. She doesn't really care where they end up going. All she cared about was the time she gets to spend with beautiful woman sitting right next to her.

Rebecca looked at Sara checking if she was serious. She was taken aback a bit of the carefree suggestion. But she must admit that she quite liked the idea of just cruising around and just go wherever the road takes them.

"So tell me what's your story."

"We haven't even had anything to eat yet and you want my life story already?"

"You're stalling."

"Maybe. I said that I will tell you, just not when."

"Okay. What do you think about pizza?"

"Pizza sounds great. It's the nearest place, huh?"

"Yes."

"Are you hungry or just that curious?"

"Both."

Sara was relieved that Rebecca was no longer holding herself back. It was a refreshing sight to see her smiling and laughing so freely.