Page 142 of Under Her Skin
Rachelle
Click clack, click clack! That’s all I can hear as I walk down the sidewalk away from the movie theater. We watched a sappy love story and I want to chokesomebody!
It’s been a month since I’ve seen Blake. I sent him one text message telling him I was sorry, and he didn’t even send anything back. Not even a get fucked or a fuck you oranything!
A new guy came to work at the restaurant I’m interning in and he’s from London. He has this great accent, and he’s tall with dark hair he keeps cut really short. His eyes are blue, not a speck of brown in them. Plain old blue eyes and a plain old face with not much emotion onit.
Except when he looks at me. Shaun has been hounding me to go out with him since he walked through those kitchen doors three weeks ago. I haven’t been up for dating since my heart belongs to Blake, but my mind is refusing to allow anything to happen on thatfront.
Now Blake has turned a cold shoulder to me and Shaun has been heating up every chance he gets. I finally agreed to go to dinner and a movie with him. He took me to eat Chinese then we went to see the love story and now he’s walking me back to mycar.
I refused to let him pick me up, still keeping people at a distance. He was understanding about that though. Something Blake never really couldunderstand.
No pressure is what this guy keeps telling me. But the way his hand just grabbed mine and judging by how much closer he moved towards me that’s about tochange.
The keys from my purse I grab and press the button to unlock my car. His hand leaves mine and I make a sigh of relief. But he just moved it to lay his arm around my shoulders and now my chest is getting all tight and I itch for some damnreason.
“Let’s don’t wrap this up yet,” Shawn says. “How about a drink at that bar we passed back there? Just one, nopressure.”
“I really shouldn’t have a drink then drive home, that’s irresponsible,” I say and keep going towards mycar.
He’s biggerthan I am and easily stops my progression. His hand touches my chin and I look up at him as he says, “Shelly, one drink isn’t going to affect you that much. I have seen you put away three glasses of wine after work then drivehome.”
“Well, those were really bad days, and I was trying to forget about some things. It was a bad idea to do. I really just want to go home and pull my clothes off and climb into my bed,” I say and by the way his eyes light up I realize what I said and wish I could gobble those words backup.
With a grin he says, “Even better. I’min!”
I laugh and pull away from him. “Poor choice of words, Shaun, that’s all that was. I meant alone, I’ll be getting into bed. Thanks for the dinner and the movie. I had a nicetime.”
My hand touches my car door and I’m nearly home free. Then his body touches mine and he clears his throat. He takes my shoulders and turns me back to facehim.
His eyes are soft and I know he’s about to kiss me. “I had a very nice time, Shelly. Tell me we can do this againsoon.”
“We’ll see,” I say and try to end this night without a kiss. “No pressure,right?”
“A little pressure,” he says and touches his lips to mine,gently.
Shaun’s lips are full and soft and most women would probably love the way they feel. I am not one of them. Maybe because they aren’t Blake’s. I pull back and swallowhard.
“Thanks again, good night, Shaun.” I turn away to open my cardoor.
He spinsme back around and kisses me hard. His tongue pushes into my mouth and he tastes like popcorn and coke, it’s awful. I allow him to kiss me for a little bit to see if I really do hate it as much as I think Ido.
With a swirl of his thick tongue he proves he is not the guy for me. I pull back. “Okay, then. Good night, Shaun. Lovely evening,bye!”
“Really?” he asks as I get into the driver’s seat. “Nothing? You felt nothing at all,Shelly?”
“Sorry, I did warn you that I’m not really up to dating right now.” I strap on my seatbelt. “Let’s try not to make things weird at work,okay?”
“You won’t be going out with me anymore, will you?” He leans on my door and looks inside as I toss my cell phone on the passenger seat. The screen lights up and Blake’s precious face fills thescreen.
He’s my screen-saver. And, yes, I know that’s sad ofme!
“So that’s him, huh?”Shaun asks as he points at myphone.
“Who, that guy?” I ask. “He’s just a random hot guy I used as a screen-saver, nothing more thanthat.”
“You sure? Because you kiss like a woman who felt she was doing something wrong. Perhaps you felt as if you were cheating on him. What’s his name, Shelly?” His hand trails over the top of my thigh and he looks at me, intent on finding out who the man on my phoneis.
