21
JASON
“Here we are,” I say, parking the car and turning off the engine.
“We’re going to the movies?” she asks me, looking out the window.
“I thought we should do a few things we never have done before and a good place to start is by going to the movies, yes. Is that alright with you?”
“Sure it is, but we’ve been to the movies lots of times, Jason.”
“That’s true….but never together…together.”
“Together…together?” She tilts her head to look at me, studying my expression.
“You know…as a couple.”
“Here we go again,” she says, flashing me a smile and opening the door.
I jump out of the car to beat her to it. “Wait, let me.”
Yeah, okay? I’m that kind of guy who opens the door for his girlfriend.
“Thanks.” She smiles again and I can feel my heart in my chest.
I take her hand in mine and squeeze it and we walk to the entrance of theSavoyon O’Connell Street without ever letting go. I’m going to hold her hand forever if that means a week or my whole life.
I’ll never let her go.
“What do you think about this one?” I say, pointing to a romantic movie called,Love Rosie.
“A love movie, Jason?” Again she looks at me suspiciously, raising an eyebrow.
Yeah, a love movie, what the hell is the problem?
“Um-hmm,” I say, pulling her toward the ticket booth.
“Are you sure?”
“What is the problem? Can’t I like romantic movies?”
I hate them, they make me diabetic. But what can I do? For this woman…anything.
I grab the tickets, pick up some popcorn and candies, throw in some chocolates for good measure and two diet cokes. We enter the cinema and take our seats with so much food that we’ll never have to eat again.
“I’ve read the book…it’s a pretty romantic story, you know. It talks about two friends who grew up together, did everything together and who loved each other their whole lives, but life and fear of being separated did just that.”
Awesome, good strategy Jason. Nailed it on the head.
“Like us,” I say, squeezing her hand.
She nods and looks at the screen, taken in by the images, the dialogue and very probably the lead actor, who captures her attention from the first scene.
From good to better.
She watches the screen and I watch her, her movements, her expressions and her breathing. Yes, I am checking to make sure her breathing is regular and even looking towards her chest, to make sure it’s going up and down as it should.
I wonder to myself if it’ll always be like this.
