Page 108 of Steeling Her
Date.
If she says yes, I will be taking her on a date. The first date I’ve ever been on in my life. The electric surge of anticipating her answer is sending my nerves into excited overdrive; I can’t handle this.
Please, say yes.
Feeling her laugh against my lips, she finally stops, and I wait for the yes or no that will come out of her mouth.Oh God, please say yes.
“I’ll give you a chance. So, yeah.” I watch her cheeks turn a bright crimson red with a bite of her lower lip, and I start to do a happy dance in her living room. I look like one of those dads embarrassing their kids in front of their friends at a birthday party but I don’t care. She said yes!
“FUCK YEAH!” I fist pump the air above me and she laughs at my reaction. “Okay, so I know it’s not the most perfect time to ask you out, but I had to take the opportunity since your family is here. Your dad came to visit our house and lectured us on asking the father of the girl we’d like to ask out, so I took the opportunity. But when exams are finished and you come back to college after the holidays, the first day back, I will take you out! I promise,” I tell her that. I won’t be able to take her out over the exam period, but I will afterwards. I don’t need her stressing about the date and her exams all at the same time. Her exams are her main focus, and I respect that, but I’m also dying to take her out.
Alright, dying is an understatement.
“Okay.” She bites down on her lower lip again and I groan at the sight. I clench my jaw at the thought of any possible action with her. Her soft touch on my skin. Me kissing her all over—STOP!Not now, Nick. Not now.
“Okay.” I motion back at her like a kid on Christmas morning. “Okay,” I repeat, feeling on cloud fucking nine because she said yes. She actually said yes. She can’t back out now, I’ve got her in my hold.
All mine.
“Okay, so I’m going to leave you now and start planning this. I’m not messing this up.” I grab my things on the table beside the door where Mrs. Steel had put them to make room at the dining table.
“Right now?” she asks.
“Why? Is it too soon?” I reply back, unsure at what she’s really implying. I don’t want to look weird if she thinks it’s far too soon to be planning this, but I’m just so thrilled right now.
“No, no! I don’t think I’ve known a guy this eager or organized about a date before? Especially with me . . .” She laughs and nervously hands me my charger that had fallen onto the floor.
“Is it a bad thing?” I ask slowly, trying to figure out where this going? Did I do something wrong already?
“No, it’s very sweet of you.” She blushes again and starts to smile. I’m smiling so hard, my cheeks are aching. I know I probably look like I’m high or something right now.
“I’ll take that!” I say. She giggles as ushers me towards the door and holds it open for me. I turn on my heel to once again face her. “Can I get a kiss goodbye?” She leans up on her toes to reach me and pulls me down for a mind-blowing kiss once again. Once she pulls away, I still have my eyes closed trying to restart my body’s beat. “Wow,” I mumble to myself.
“Bye, Nick,” she says, stroking my neck and making my eyes shoot open to stare back at her.
“Bye, Carter, sleep well. Try not to dream about me too much.” I wink at her, making her roll her eyes with a small laugh.I know I’ll be dreaming about you.We wave each other off as she shuts the door. I’m still smiling like a guy high on crack but stop once I hear her squeal down the hallway. I chuckle to myself in the corridor.
I certainly can’t help the grin on my face once I know she’s excited about this. Smiling to myself, I make my way back home alone in the darkness. She’s into this date, and I couldn’t be any happier.
***
“Haley, put the leftovers in the tupperware on the counter! NOW!” Listening to my mom yell at my younger sister gives me so much satisfaction that it’s not me. My dad even knows I’m smiling because of this. Serves her little ass right for snapping at me the entire day. She’s done nothing but moan about me and pitching sly digs in the process. Not just today, but ever since she found out about me and Carter.
Ellie is sitting on my lap watching Christmas movies with me and Dad, dozing off to sleep every now and then. The entire day yesterday, Ellie kept asking me if she could talk to Carter. She even texted her from my phone, asking what she was doing. Last night, when I called her, she stole my phone, ran back to her room, sat on her bed, and listened to her tell a story. I had to wait until she fell asleep so I could go back to talking with her.
Little nightmare.
Ellie does this thing with her hands when she falls asleep. Her fingers make circles and pulls on your hands so she can relax. My hands are huge compared to her, so it’s quite funny to see her tiny fingers make rings on my palm.
“You and your sister are in such foul moods lately. You’re both not going through puberty again, are you?” my dad jokes with me. He’s sitting on his own recliner and my mom sometimes sits on top of him. When I think of them doing that, I immediately think of me and Carter doing that. She cuddles up to me while I have my arms wrapped around her, shielding her from the world and keeping her warm and cozy.
That would be the best Christmas present I could ask from her.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about. I’m in a good mood, except when Haley comes anywhere near me,” I grumble back at him.
“I swear, if she gives me any more attitude, I will be put up for murder with my own daughter.” My mom storms into the room heading straight towards my dad. Once she does reach him, as I predicted, she climbs up on him and gives him his Christmas kiss, like always.
“Hi, baby,” my dad coos and rubs her back, going slightly lower and making me very uncomfortable.
