{Six}

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© Amber Kalkes 2014

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{Six}

Golden Valley Lake is beautiful. Tyler is sitting behind me with his back against a tree as I lean back against his chest with an ice cream cone in my hand. We ended up stopping at a gas station so I could get some mouthwash and some ice cream so now I smelled less like vomit and more like mint. A warm quilt is draped on me up to my chin but I’m finding that I might not need it.

Tyler gives off a lot of heat.

“You warm enough, babe?” He asks lowly in my ear.

I nod then sigh in contentment, “Yeah. Your like a personal heater.”

“Yeah I’ve heard that before.” He chuckles making me bounce a bit on his chest.

“So…”

“So?”

“Tell me about yourself.” I order as I close my eyes. I’m so comfortable.

He tilts his head to look at me, “What about me?”

“Anything. Everything. I like hearing you talk.”

“Well my name is Tyler Ryan Blackwater. I’m twenty years old and I work as a personal security guard for this rich guy a few towns over.” He says with a shrug, “Not much to tell really.”

“Family?”

He tenses from behind me, “A sister.”

I nod and let it drop. I don’t want to piss him off on the first date. Seems like a bad move if I want him to be sticking around. So instead I decide on the more safe approach and tease him.

“So, you’re only twenty huh?”

I can almost hear him rolling his eyes, “Yes, yes. Let’s hear it.”

I bit my lip but a chuckle escapes, “What? I wasn’t going to say anything!”

“Sure, Jane.”

“I wasn’t!”

“Why? How old are you?”

I smirk and look up at him, “Twenty one, Kiddo.”

“What?”

“Yup, you’re officially dating an older woman. How does it feel?”

He shakes the disbelief off his face, “Feels…kinky.”

“Kinky?” I laugh.

“Yeah,” he smirks, “I’ve never dated older. You must have much to teach me.”

I roll my eyes but smile back, “Oh yes, young Skywalker. One must always pass on what one has learned.”

His grin only widens, “You must unlearn what you have learned.”

“Truly wonderful the mind of a child is.” I tease in my best Yoda voice.

He pouts, “Dirty play, Jane, dirty play.”

I burst out laughing before fluttering my eyelashes, “What? Does my extensive knowledge of Star Wars not turn you to my dark side.”

He chuckles making me bounce on his chest again, “Maybe.”

I click my tongue, “Maybe doesn’t cut it, Kiddo.”

“Kiddo?” he echoes with a groan, “God, your as bad as Shoshanna.”

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