"I figured you had some kind of French cook hiding in your kitchen making you some kind of fancy rich meal every night." She shrugs.
"Is that so?" I smile at her, pushing some hair off her shoulder.
"I would if I had a billion dollars." She smiles.
"How about a movie?" I offer dropping the subject.
She agrees to a movie and we order pizza. We watch The Transporter. Thank goodness she didn't want a chick flick.
I wonder if I could pull off that whole fake yawn and then put my arm around her? She's already so close to me, her scent filling my nostrils.
So I use the old teenage move and put my arm around her shoulder. She looks over at my arm and then at me, quite curiously, I might add.
Maybe this was a bad move, but she hasn't moved her hand off my shoulder yet.
Should I be asking what your intentions are Ms.hansen?"
Busted.
I remove my arm from her shoulder and reach over a grab the remote to pause the movie.
"Listen Mani,I know I'm your boss and somewhat older than you. But, I like you. Since the first moment I saw you."
Her eyes go wide. "You like me?"
"Yeah. Why do you act like that would be surprising? You're a beautiful girl..."
"Excaulty. I'm a girl. You do I'm only 16 Ms.Hansen. Don't you want a woman?" She scoots her body away from me. My heart is now pounding out of my chest.
"I want you." I state. "You might be but you're a lot more mature than most woman. There's just something about you." I grab her hand and the spark re-unites. "Don't you feel that?"
She sinks her teeth in her bottom lip and nods. "What does it mean?"
I put my hand on her cheek and she leans into it. I move so now my face is close to hers. "I'm not trying to scare you.....But I believe this means we're meant to be."
