I'm Ready...

When I got inside, I set my smoothie down on the coffee table, kicked off my socks and shoes and debated what I should wear. I walked into our bedroom and looked in our full-body mirror. Nah, I looked good as I was. I went and lay down on the couch in the living, dreaming about what Mac had decided to wear that day. A pair of dark blue jeans that hugged just right, a blouse and her leather jacket…. Along with that gorgeous dark brown hair… The sound of the door unlocking shook me out of my daydreaming. “Hey babe!” “Baby!” I jumped up from the couch and ran over to her, swooping her up in my arms and kissing her. “Wow, you’re excited! What’s up, baby?” “Oh nothing, I just couldn’t stop thinking about you today. It gets so lonely around here without you.” “Awwww baby,” she said, kissing me again. I smiled. “How was your day?” “Ah!,” she said, “It was so long!” “Aw why, cause I wasn’t there?,” I said, sticking my tongue out at her playfully. She laughed and kissed me again. “You’re such a goofball!” I grinned. “So, you got any plans for tonight?,” I asked as she set down her purse and shook her hair out of the ponytail it was in. “Well, I did have one…,” she said, eyeing me intently. I raised an eyebrow, could it be what I thought it was? “I was thinking maybe we could stay in tonight…,” she said. I raised my other eyebrow, asking her with my eyes. She merely winked and walked out of sight into the bedroom in our apartment. My head was spinning. It was like having thought about the possibility all day made it almost too good to be true. “What do you want for dinner, hun?” “Oh, something tasty,” she called from the bedroom. “Haha! How about spaghetti?” “Mmm, sounds perfect!” I laughed. That's another thing I love about Mac, her favorite food is spaghetti, same as mine. And what a way to start the night than by making her our favorite meal! “Honey, dinner’s ready!” “Perfect!,” she said, walking up behind me and wrapping her arms around my waist. I laughed, twisting around and giving her a kiss. “What do you want to drink?” “Mmmm, some sangria??,” she asked, inquisitively. “Sounds perfect, I’ll have some too,” I grinned and we exchanged another kiss. As I poured our glasses, she helped herself to a healthy helping of the spaghetti, walked over to the table and sat down. I set down our glasses, served myself a healthy portion of spaghetti as well, and sat down across from her at our small 4-person table. “So what’d you do today?,” Mac asked, pouring grated Parmesan onto her spaghetti. “Oh, not much, just worked out and did some e-mails. What about you, babe?” “Oh, not much, ran around doing stuff, haha” “Well that’s descriptive haha.” She smiled, “yeah, most of my brain’s kinda fried, though this food is doing wonders for it haha!” “Awww hehe well when your brain works again I’d love to hear how your day went,” I said, unable to think of anything else to say besides how pretty she looked in the candlelight. “Baha! Let’s talk about something else! Have you seen those ads for the new Professor Layton game?” “What?!”, I almost choked on the bite of spaghetti I was eating. “No! Oh my god! How does it look?!” She smiled, happy that she had found out about a sequel before I had. “It looks amazing, I can’t wait for us to buy it!” “Me neither! Ahh! I can’t believe the series is over now though.” “But that’s the thing!,” she replied, “it isn’t over!! There’s gonna be two more games after this!!” “OMG what?!?! YAY!!!!,” I practically jumped up and down, then, taking another bite of my spaghetti, moaning at how good it tasted. She giggled and I could feel my ears turn a bit red. “Um, so how’s your food?” I said, changing the focus back to her. She smiled, catching onto my game. “About as good as you seem to be enjoying it.” I laughed. “So, uh…. What were your plans for tonight? Want to go see a movie?,” I asked as I rose from the table and picked up my dishes. I knew I was baiting her, giving her a chance to back out of whatever it was she may have meant this morning, but that’s exactly what I wanted to do, I wasn’t going to force her to do anything she didn’t want to do. She smiled as she policed her dishes as well, since she had finished at the same time as I had. “Yeah maybe tomorrow.” Oh brother, she’s gonna tease me, I thought, feeling my body and mind start to react. I forced my body to move in order to put away the rest of the spaghetti and the parmesan in the fridge. As I tried to make my voice as smooth as possible, and less like the crazy-happy dingbat I was starting to become, I asked her, “Well then, maybe you want to hit up the Castro tonight? Twin Peaks, Café?”, coming up behind her and wrapping my arms around her waist. “Mmm I was thinking maybe we could just stay in tonight….,” she said, turning around and away from me, giving me a knowing smile. I raised an eyebrow, and she nodded, then smiled and walked away from me into the bedroom. I sputtered for a second, then hurried to follow her.