That's new.
Just when I thought I needed to come up for air, Alex pulled away and gently kissed me one last time.
"Good night, Jocelyn Andrews." He smiled at me, those freakin' white teeth gleaming, and now my panties were really wet. "Sweet dreams."
* * * * *
The next day, Alex picked me up at precisely 4:00 p.m. I was beginning to see he was extremely punctual.
"Where are we going?" I asked as we pulled into a wooded area.
"This lake"—he pointed to a flash of blue beyond the trees as we got out of the car—"is just behind my house. It's part of our property, and we used to swim here all the time while we were growing up."
"It's very pretty." I smiled as he took my hand and led me to the dock. I liked when he touched me.
"When the weather gets nicer," he said, "I can take you here. We could have a picnic and spend the day together."
My stomach jumped when I realized he was talking about still spending time with me in the future.
"That sounds nice." I smiled. "I'd love to."
We sat on the edge of the dock and faced one another. I couldn’t believe I was with him. Things like this just didn’t happen to me.
"Are those your boats too?"
"Yes, my father is an avid boater, and I think that's one of the reasons he purchased the property. The house is over an hour's commute to the hospital, but he likes having a place to store his boats."
"My father loves to fish," I said. "He does it every chance he gets."
"How about you?"
I shook my head.
"Ever been on a boat?"
"No. That's Max's thing with his friends." Compared to Alex, I hadn't done much at all with my life.
"I'll have to take you out when the weather turns warmer."
"Okay." I didn't care what we'd be doing as long as I'd be doing it with him.
"Have you always lived here?"
"Yep. Same house, too. Max bought it when he and Liz got married."
"Liz?"
"My mother. She left when I was two."
"Do you keep in touch with her?"
"Sometimes." I shrugged. "Liz remarried, and she travels with her new husband, so she doesn't really call that often, and I haven't seen her in about two years."
"I'm sorry if I'm making you uncomfortable, but I'd like to learn more about you."
"There's really not much to tell. My parents divorced when I was a baby. Liz was younger than Max, and she wasn't into the wholemomthing, and she hated small town life, so she left."
"That's awful." He touched my hand.
