“Taddy, what are you doing?”
Tad cringed at Melodie’s
nickname for him but knew it was useless to say anything about it. So he
replied, “Studying for the exam, which you’d better start doing as well.”
“But we’re on a date,” she
protested.
Gritting his teeth, he
turned to stare at her. “This is not a date. We are at a coffee shop where the
plan was that we’d study together. So get with the program.”
“Honestly, sometimes you are
so…mean.” She slammed open her book, looking at Tad under lowered eyelashes as
she pretended to read. “What does this mean?” she asked moments later, pushing
the book across to him, pointing to a paragraph.
“Melodie,” he growled when he’d
read it. “It’s as simple as ABC. Read it again and think, damn it.” He
regretted his last words seconds later when a look of hurt crossed her face.
“Sorry for swearing but honestly…” With a sigh he explained it to her.
“Oh. Now I get it.”
“Good.” He smiled at her.
“Now, can we get back to what we were doing? This is important, at least to
me.”
When she nodded and went
back to reading, Tad sighed in relief. There were times when he seriously
wondered why he was with her. Sure she was cute, and popular, but he should
have been beyond needing the sort of ego-stroking being seen with her around
campus engendered. It wasn’t as if they had done anything, although it was more
than obvious she wanted to. He just couldn’t work up any enthusiasm for the
idea of crawling into bed with her.
He pulled his mind back from
those thoughts. Right now he had other things to worry about, like passing
tomorrow’s exams.
Two hours, four cups of
coffee, and numerous interruptions from Melodie later, Tad closed the book he
was on and began to put everything back into his backpack.
“We’re leaving?” Melodie
smiled happily as she followed suit.
Tad bit back a caustic
reply. “Yes. It’s getting late and we both need our sleep.”
“Oh. Well, yes I suppose.”
She pouted before she linked her arm with his when they stood.
“You know we do.” He
impulsively kissed her cheek. “You have everything?” he asked as an afterthought
since he knew how scatter-brained she could be.
“Umm hmm,” she replied
without checking and tugged him towards the door.
When they reached his car
she waited for him to open her door and then slid in. Once he was in the
driver’s seat she slid across the bench seat to snuggle next to him as he
started the car and pulled out of the parking lot. Not for the first time he
considered the idea that he should get something newer with a console that
would stop her from doing that.
He parked in front of her
dorm a few minutes later. After several good-night kisses and a bit of groping
on both their parts he pointedly got out of the car to go around and open her
door. She slid out, making certain that the movement hiked her skirt up to
reveal practically everything, wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him
one more time. Then she grabbed her backpack, flounced away up the sidewalk and
turned to wave at him.
He returned the wave because
he knew he should before he got back into the car. As he drove away his
thoughts, for whatever reason, went to the alley rooftop and the two young men
he’d saved from a probable beating. He hoped they were safe, wherever they were
now.
She seems to be a little slut, I never hinted to a guy I was dating about having sex. It happened when it happened . If they pushed for it before I was ready then I left. I’m happy he is thinking with his big brain. Lol
ReplyDeleteThat he is, thankfully. *G*
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