A white screen hangs on the opposite end. Double Adirondack chairs are arranged in rows on the Astroturf that lines the roof. String lights hang from the columns in the back. A basket of blankets sits by the door.
“Think we need one?” There’s a slight chill to the air this time of year.
“Yes.” Angie grabs one as I find an empty spot away from the crowd. She wastes no time snuggling in beside me.
“This is perfect.” Angie takes a handful of popcorn and pops a piece in her mouth.
“I thought you’d like this.”
“How did you know?” She turns to me, resting her chin on my shoulder.
“A romantic movie under the stars? I had a gut feeling.”
Angie shifts and points toward the sky. “Quick, name that constellation.”
I groan. “You think you’re funny, don’t you?”
The pleased smile on her face is answer enough for me. “I know I am.”
“Whatever you say, Ang.”
The hanging lights dim as the movie starts.
“I love this movie,” Angie whispers to me.
I wrap an arm around her shoulders and pull her closer to me.
The Princess Brideplays in the background, but it’s hard for me to focus on anything that isn’t Angie. Every stray thought of mine is on the woman sitting next to me. I want more than just my thoughts on her, but with the way the seats are situated, we don’t have much privacy.
Angie is lighting up every one of my senses. I’ve never been so aware of a person before. Of every soft sigh or giggle during a movie.
As the movie goes on, she nestles closer to me. I press a kiss to the top of her head. It’s like we do this all the time. Something that is a part of our everyday life.
It’s so easy being with her like this that it makes me think it’s possible. I have no idea what our future holds. We have a big barrier to overcome if we plan on taking this thing further.
A cold drop on my face breaks me from the train ofthought. Shrieks ring out as the skies open up, a cold rain starting to pelt us.
“Oh my God!” Angie pulls the blanket from our laps over us. Her laughter is light as everyone scrambles for cover. “Was this all part of your plan tonight?”
“It definitely wasn’t supposed to rain.” Not that I checked the weather to know.
The blanket soaks quickly, doing little to keep us from getting wet.
“Think we should make a run for it?” Angie asks.
“Yeah.”
Popcorn buckets and drinks are strewn across the fake grass. I grab the blanket and ball it up and set it on the chair. Angie darts toward the lobby, but I don’t get that far.
Her dress sticks to her body, wet hair hanging down in waves around her.
“Why are you just standing there?” she asks, coat held half over her head.
“You know that’s not doing you any good, right?” I point to the jacket in question. “You’re already soaked.”
She drops her arms and stands there. Face skyward, she takes my breath away. The movie stops and it’s only the two of us out here now.
We’ve lost our minds, standing out here in the rain like this, but I don’t care. Stalking toward Angie, I sweep her up into my arms.
