Those are the adjectives I’m used to.
This is something else, though.
And coming from Anders, it means everything to me.
“My mother always says I’m terrible about taking compliments, so I guess I should say thank you.”
“You’re welcome.”
I’m not sure what else to say at this point.
I like him.
He likes me.
We want to spend time together even though I’m supposed to be hanging out with Hana. She hadn’t hesitated to take off with Aiden tonight, though, and she wouldn’t begrudge me spending time with Anders. Nothing would make her happier than me hooking up with someone.
She worries about me.
And I’m currently worried about her.
But there will be time for us to talk even if I spend a few evenings with Anders.
“I still have to spend time with Hana this week,” I say after a moment. “But I want to spend time with you too.”
“Then we will.”
“Other than the sightseeing we have planned, what do you want to do?”
“I’d like to take you out on a romantic date. Dinner. Maybe dancing. A walk on the beach.”
“That stuff’s right out of the movies.”
“I know.”
“Are you that much of a romantic?”
“I can be.”
“I like it.”
“I hoped you would.”
“What happens after the walk on the beach?” I ask playfully, squeezing his hand.
He returns the pressure, using his thumb to rub little circles into my palm. “Anything you want.”
“Yes, but what would you want? What would you want to do on a date with someone who isn’t me. Someone who didn’t have a very uncooperative hymen that made her scared of sex.”
He chuckles. “You sure you want to know the answer to that?”
“I very much do.”
“I’d want to take her home and teach her how to suck my cock.”
FIFTEEN
Anders