Breaking out of his daze, he glanced at the floor & then back up at the beautiful woman. Mentally, he thought of all the things he could say to greet her, but as she walked past, he didn't say a word.
Come on Sam, you'll never get a chance like this again, he berated himself. Just go talk to her!
The beauty scrunched her face up and glanced over at her friend. "Umm... I'm Gretchen..."
Clearing his throat, Samuel tried again. "Do you live around here?"
"Umm.... Actually.... I was just umm.... going...."
Samuel could've smacked himself. What a dolt! "Wait! Can I give you my number?"
She shrugged. Eagerly, he dug out an old receipt from his wallet & scribbled his name & number. "Call me okay?" he asked as he handed her the paper.
Gretchen flipped the receipt over. "Oooo.. $27.40 at Walmart." Grinning back at him, she waved the receipt around, "New Fruit of the Looms. I would've pegged you for a boxers guy!"
She didn't call.
"Ummm... is this Samuel?"
Straightening upright, Samuel's heart picked up. "Is this Gretchen?"
She giggled. "Yeah. I wanted to know if you wanted to get together."
"Sure! When and where?"
"How about tonight downtown? At the club?"
"I'll be there! See you soon!"
"Yeah, sure, it's cool. This looks like a great place," Samuel said for lack of anything better to say.
Samuel glanced over . "Excuse me?"
The chick nodded towards the door. "I'm Amy. Gretchen's friend. You should know that she's a big flirt, but she's super sweet. If you can get past the flaky flirty bit..."
Samuel nodded dumbly, "Yeah, well, I just met her. It's not like that."
Amy nodded sagely. "It's always like that. I'm just saying..."
Slapping down a $5, Samuel nodded at Amy before going to find Gretchen.
Gretchen smiled and kissed his cheek. "Sorry, I can't. I should probably get going anyways. It was nice seeing you, again."
"Hey Gretchen," he attempted to sound casual. "I was wondering if you'd like to come over for some popcorn & a movie."
"Sure, I'd love it."
"I'm glad you invited me," she whispered back. "So what are we watching?" she asked as she plopped down on the couch.
Samuel pulled out a few DVD's then sat down next to her, putting his arm around her shoulder. Gretchen snuggled a little closer. A girl could get used to all this attention, she thought happily. Samuel stroked her arm, played with her hair and had just started to lean in to kiss her neck when Gretchen popped up, "Hold that thought, tiger. I'll be right back. Which way to the bathroom?" she asked.
Safely behind the locked door, Gretchen sighed.
Samuel made a face and hedged away. "Look. I don't know what's going on with you. I'm not into playing games, so if that's what this is... then it's probably best if we don't see each other again."
Gretchen's mouth dropped open. "What?"
Samuel shrugged, "You act like you don't like me, then you're all over me, then you run away and come back stronger. If you're just looking for a fun time, I'm probably not the right guy for you."
Gretchen looked down, feeling ashamed. "Actually, it's just been awhile since I've dated. It's not a game. I really like you."