Wednesday, October 29, 2014

Pom Pom Angel: Love Rescue pt. 14


The conversation with Regina was going pretty well, at least Gus thought it was.  He paid attention, made sure to actually listen to what she was saying, and tried to keep things light.   Never come on to strong.  That was what Nando had always told him.  Keep it casual, keep it cool.  

He just wasn’t sure he was doing right. 

Regina seemed to like him.  She would bat her eyes and giggle at all his lame jokes, gently slapping his hand, letting her fingers linger. 

Was this what he had been missing out on?  How long had it been since a woman had touched him?  Missy didn’t count, and neither did Soul.  Well, they counted, but not the same way that Regina did.  Regina was pretty, and she was sweet, and she was pretty. 

“So, do you have a girlfriend?” Her eyes narrowed a bit as she asked the question, leaning forward and dropping her voice to a low whisper.  “I don’t mean to be forward, but I want to make sure I’m not spinning my wheels here.” 

“No!” He practically yelled the word. “No, no girlfriend.  Totally free and clear.” 

“Good.”  She leaned back.  “Then how about you and me go out tonight?”

“Go out?” His voice cracked. 

“Yeah, you know, dinner and drinks or something.  Keep it simple and casual.” She bit her lower lip.  “No pressure, just a good night of getting to know you.” 

“That sounds…” He took a breath, calming himself.  “That sounds great.” 

“ I’m kind of new to the area, so you pick the when and where.” 

He wracked his brain.  What kind of place could he take her?  Most of the places he frequented were either fast food joints, dive bars or the bookstore.  None of them seemed like a good place for a night of  ‘getting to know you’.  

“Let me think on that.” He laughed nervously. 

“Here,” she picked up a napkin, jotting something down, and then handed it to him.  “Text me the time and place, and I promise you, I’ll be there.”

“Great!”

“You should probably get back to work.” She stood, brushing down her skirt with her hands.  “God knows my boss will kill me if I’m a minute late.” 

Oh God!  He had left the bookstore unattended, with a gaggle of children inside.  Soul was going to kill him.  Well, if she wasn’t getting carted away for child murder after those little monsters destroyed her store. 

He shot to his feet. 

“Till tonight, then?” She held out her hand. 

He took it, giving it a gentle shake.  “Until tonight.” 

He gave her his best impression of a casual smile, and then headed for the door, praying that he was still going to be alive tonight so that he could actually make their date.  

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