And my heart would soar

Chapter 5

Josh brings me a glass of red wine. He starts to hand it to me, but my wrist fumbles, and a full glass of the red liquid soils his white V neck tshirt.
"Shit!"
I act quickly, grabbing a damp washcloth from the sink, remaining sitting on the bar, and begin wiping his shirt.
"Thank you." He says, lifting his gaze to meet mine. I close my eyes and take a deep breath.
"You're welcome." I reply. But his reply is better, sweeter, and more comforting. It's a kiss. His mouth moves slowly on mine and my hand finds his cheek. He puts his on the small of my back and pulls me closer. I lock my legs around him. He releases my mouth, and glances into my eyes. "Let me get you some more wine." He says, blushing. He pours about a shot's worth into the same glass and snickers at me, setting it down next to me and backing up about ten feet. I laugh.
"I'm kidding, that was my best experience with wine being spilled on me though." We laugh. I finish my wine and request that we watch a movie. The weather has gotten worse. The wind is blowing and it's storming. Not good weather to get on the interstate.
"Sure" he says and begins to put space jam on.

"Josh you've seen that move about a thousand times" I laugh.
"But it's my favorite!" He defends. "Besides, it's probably the only movie in history with a happy ending for everyone!" He whines.
"Okay but you have to lay by me." I tease. He takes the seat next to me, and swings his legs behind my back. I lay down, and before I know it there is a soft snore behind me, and I fall asleep.