Cara:TakeawayMature

“It wasn’t that bad...” I said, smiling as we left the film half way through.

“It was awful.”

I laughed.

“Ok it was awful.”

“So spontaneity isn’t my strong point.”

“I don’t know, I think you’re pretty spontaneous. You just aren’t good at picking films.”

“Cheeky.” She gave me a gentle push then took my hand. “I’m hungry, how about you?”

“Starving.”

“Alright. I know a great place to get food this late. Shall we?” She gestured.

“We shall.” I laughed, and followed her lead.

“You know,” She said after a few minutes’ walk, “there was one good thing about that film.”

“What?”

“I got to be with you.”

“Awww, aren’t you so sweet and cheesy?”

“Shut up.” She grinned and pulled me to her. “And kiss me.”

I obliged and felt her hands slip in to the back pockets of my jeans. I wrapped my arms around her neck.

“You’re beautiful you know.” I told her.

“Not as beautiful as you.”

I laughed.

“I think I can put a reasonable debate on that.”

“There is no debate needed. It’s obvious.”

“Oh really?”

“Really.”

“Get here.” I pulled her to me again and kissed her. “Let’s go for dinner.”

We reached a takeout and Sam stopped.

“Here we are.”

“Seriously? Takeout?”

“What, you want something else.”

“No, no, it’s fine. I just wasn’t expecting you to be a takeaway girl. I had you down for posh restaurants and cafes.”

“Well I like to throw in a surprise or two. What gave you that impression?” She asked as she held open the door for me.

“I guess because you’re in to art and you dress so smart.”

“Hmmm, stereotypes and first impressions huh?”

“I guess so.”

We ordered and then Sam led me outside and under a bridge until we came to the waterside. Then she hopped on to the wall at the edge.

“Sam! What are you doing? You might fall in!”

“Don’t worry so much. Come on.”

“No. No way.” I looked in at the water.

She laughed gently and sat down on the wall, one leg either side.

“Come and sit. We can eat here.”

I carefully perched on the edge and opened up my takeaway box.

“Don’t scare me like that.”

“Are you scared of water?”

“Falling.”

“Well that’s natural.”

I looked at her sitting there, all bravado and confidence, and found myself getting rather hot despite the cool air. She was very sexy. I looked hurriedly down at my takeaway and started eating.

***

“So,” Sam began as she walked me home, “despite our film choice, not a bad night.”

“Your film choice.” I grinned cheekily.

“Alright, mine.” She squeezed my hand. “I hope your friend is ok.”

“Anna? She’s fine, I told you.”

“No, the other one.”

“What Ali? What was wrong with her?”

“I don’t know, she didn’t seem to happy when I got there.”

“Oh...” I thought back to mine and Ali’s conversation and felt guilty for not realising how it would affect her.

“Maybe she just wasn’t feeling too good.”

“Yeah, that was probably it.” I replied as we reached the house. “So... did you want to come in for a drink?”

“I have to get back. It’s late and I need to be up early to get some deliveries.”

“Isn’t that the boss’ job?”

She screwed her mouth up in the most adorably sexy face, and I realised she was thinking.

“I have something to tell you. I lied.”

I frowned.

“Lied about what?”

“Well, not necessarily lied. I do work at Pieces, but I’m not an employee. It’s my show room. I own it.”

I was shocked. And then one thought rose to the front of my mind.

“Since when does the boss have to follow specific lunch break times?”

She laughed.

“I said that in case the date didn’t go well, then I had a time frame to stick to. But now I know I like you, and that you like me, I hope, I’ll take longer lunches.”

“I do like you. I like you a lot.” I grinned before leaning in for a kiss. Oh she was so sexy. And now I knew she was a manager, somehow that made her even sexier. Perhaps it was the power. “You’re very sexy you know.” I muttered as our lips left each other but we remained moulded together.

She paused.

“You have no idea how much I want to say ‘screw the delivery’ right now.”

“Then do.”

“I can’t. This one is too important. But I’ll see you again.”

“Nothing would stop me.” I let her have one last kiss before breaking away. “Goodnight.”

“Goodnight.” She watched me until I closed the door. I peeked out the peep hole and watched her smile and bite her lip before leaving. Then I let out a sigh I didn’t know I’d been holding and went to get a glass of water.

The End

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