Chapter 8
I was ringing her doorbell at nine-thirty in the morning. I had my sunglasses on and my swimming trunks. It was already too hot for a shirt so I didn’t bother putting one on. I was surprised to see that it wasn’t Linda who had met me at the door but Glenda.
“She’s not quite ready yet.” Glenda ushered me inside and closed the door behind me. I could see why she was rushing to get in the house. It was nice and cool and I was sure that every air conditioner they had was on.
“I don’t know if this is even going to fit me!” Linda shouted from upstairs and I hid a laugh by covering my mouth and pretending I was coughing.
“I will be right back.” Glenda smiled at me, but I could see that she wanted to laugh too.
There was only a moment of silence upstairs before I heard her shouting again.
“What do you mean he’s already here? He’s a half hour early and my hairs not even brushed yet!” Linda shouted again, this time her voice was louder than before.
“Don’t worry, take your time!” I called up the stairs laughing this time, I couldn’t help it, her voice was still sweet even when she yelled.
I heard murmuring coming from upstairs, I couldn’t understand what they were saying but I was sure that Glenda was trying to calm her down. It would make sense, after all, it seemed as if Glenda and Linda had a good friendship.
I sat down in the dining room and watched the television that was mounted on the wall. Whoever turned on the television that morning had put it on the sports channel. That was one thing that I hadn’t asked Linda about if she liked anything to do with sports.
I sat downstairs by myself for about twenty minutes and when I heard Glenda and Linda coming down the stairs I got to my feet and met her in the hall by the door.
“You look amazing,” I told her, seeing her in her pink bikini and a towel hanging over her arm, her blonde hair put up in a messy bun and her blue eyes looking wild I couldn’t have asked for more than to see her walking down the stairs the way she was.
“Thanks, sorry about what you heard.” She laughed, blushing slightly. The color in her face made her look sexier than I could ever imagine any woman to be.
“It’s alright, I should’ve come over at ten like I said I would,” I told her, blaming it on me. It was my fault. I had been earlier than what I told her but I couldn’t hold off another minute on seeing her. I had been up half the night just thinking about today and spending the day with her, she was like a drug and I was addicted.
“You two have fun and don’t worry about the time. I will have something made up for you for dinner.” Glenda told us, opening the door for us and shooing us out.
I laughed and took Linda’s hand without even thinking about it, she didn’t pull away from me as I brought her to the black convertible I had sitting out in her driveway.
“It’s nice to see that you don’t have someone driving you around all the time,” Linda stated, letting me walk her to the passenger side and opening the door for her.
She slid inside and I shut the door behind her, quickly walking over to the driver’s side door I got inside and started it up. Revving the engine I back down the driveway and into the street.
“Do you like sports?” I asked her, starting a new conversation.
“I like softball and volleyball.” She stated, rubbing her eyes and I could see that she hadn’t gotten much sleep herself.
“Good, I like volleyball. I don’t enjoy softball too much or baseball but they are the same thing only played with different sized balls.” The second the words came out of my mouth I knew that it had sounded stupid. She knew what the difference was but instead of giving me a strange look she threw her head back and laughed at me.
I was glad that I could get her to laugh, it was sweet music to my ears and it was worth my father hollering at me when he realized that I wasn’t going to be going to work this morning when he called and asked me to fill in for someone who was out sick. That laughter alone had made me forget how upset my father had been with me.
“I promise that we’re going to have a great day of swimming, tanning, and whatever life throws at us today,” I told her, taking a hand off the steering wheel and slipping it over hers. Again she didn’t pull away and I was happy to see that she wanted the same things that I did.
I glanced at her from time to time and saw that she had a smile on her face every time I looked at her, the sun was beating down on us both and we were sweating before we even made it to the beach.
“I hope the water is nice and cold. I’m going to run right into it.” She laughed when I stopped at a red light.
“We’ll find out, it’s right over there.” I pointed, taking my other hand off the steering wheel. I didn’t want to let go of her hand.
She looked over at the beach and we saw how calm the water was. I was surprised to see that there were so many people hanging out at the beach and it wasn’t even noon time yet.
“I guess a lot of people decided that they were going to play hooky today.” Linda laughed, shaking her head as we pulled into the parking lot that had a thin layer of sand on the surface.
I was a little bummed because I was hoping that the beach wouldn’t be full. I wanted to spend time alone with her. I wanted to hold her in my arms and show her that I already had feelings for her. I wasn’t the type of man to beat around the bush, I didn’t think it was being too pushy, I thought it was just coming out and saying what I wanted.
“Yeah, hopefully, we can find a spot that’s meant for only us,” I told her, pulling into a parking space and getting out.
Before I could go around to the other side of the car she was already out of the car, bringing the towel around her neck so that she didn’t have to hold it.
“I’m glad that I didn’t ask Glenda to pack us anything to eat. I think it’s way too hot.” She groaned as we headed down to the water.
“I can’t eat when it’s this hot outside.” I agreed with her, most times I couldn’t eat anything until the sun went down and the night air turned cool.
While we were walking on the sand I looked for a spot that was further away from the other beach goers and finally found a spot that was shady where she could lay her towel down. It was under a big tree that had leaves drooping down. I knew we would have shade all day from the tree and maybe it would keep us cooler than everyone else.
“This looks like a good spot doesn’t it?” I asked her, looking behind us.
The crowd of people looked like ants and I didn’t realize how far we had walked but she smiled and nodded her head. She took the towel from around her neck and laid it out on the sand.
I stood there watching her, she made sure that there were no wrinkles in the towel, no lumps from the sand before she sat down on it and I sat down beside her while she took her pink flip flops off.
“I have to see how cool that water is.” She stated, getting ready to get back up.
That’s when I couldn’t take it anymore. I brought my hand to hers and held it tightly, stopping her from getting up.
Linda looked at me surprised but I could tell just by looking in her eyes that she was curious too and without thinking twice I pressed my lips against hers. They were sweet just like I imagined they would be and just as soft as I thought they were when I focused on them last night at dinner.