"Let's get a beer" I shouted at Jess.
She nodded and we headed to the bar. Finally her phone lit up and so did my eyes, unsurprisingly. She glanced at her phone and read her message, as she slid it back in her pocket my heart sank; I didn't want to seem eager by asking so I pretended not to notice the message, or the sender.
Hoping she would eventually leak out some information I sucked up my feelings and gulped my beer.
This is not a tendency of mine, to go boy crazy or stutter around a hot guy. Maybe It's that we have known each other since middle school. He knows my nerdy days and my embarrassing days. More importantly he knows the things I try to hide from guys I meet.
"hablas espanol" I felt a tap on my shoulder, slowly turning around mortified for not knowing how to dance Spanish music I smiled, agreeing to a conversation that would distract me from his grand arrival for at least a few minutes. Geez, I thought girls were supposed to leave the guys in suspense.
I fumbled through a few apologies for not being cultural enough to dance cumbia, was it culture or my two left feet? I had yet to figure out the answer to that bad boy.
I looked around for Jess to save me from my idle conversation to a guy who was obviously only interested in offering me open drinks his friend handed him, all the while judging me for my brittle Spanish. Nowhere to be found I saw her sister standing a few feet away next to her husband. She pointed to the cute guy standing next to me who I was attempting to escape from and gave me a mocking look, I smiled and turned back to the guy asking about my music preference. Trying to remember the proper Spanish translation to house, I was distracted by a nudge on my arm.
My heart pumped. I turned around, It was so unexpected. Oh my.
It was only my uncle's nephew. Well at least he was a get-away from Mr. Chloroform over here, I grabbed his hand and walked towards the dance floor and attempted my best at whatever it was that was playing. Maybe if he saw me dancing with another guy he would get a bit jealous; I hoped, half laughing at myself for being so silly.
By the end of the third song, tired of getting my feet stepped on and not letting him get too close for fear that maybe we were related in some strange way like a three quarters of Mexicans tend to be, I told him to keep in touch and walked towards where I last saw jess's sister standing.
Arriving to Dina, I asked her where Jess had disappeared to, "she's dancing with Jacob's friend" she replied. Had I just heard that right? Putting up my best poker face I nodded. Trying to suppress my supposed memories of thinking I had seen him dancing and walking towards the back of the bar. I couldn't get angry, he's not my boyfriend after all I repeated to myself trying to convince myself to cut my losses and let him go
"Hola chica, wanna dance?" I turned around to a guy about five feet tall trying to touch my hand. What the what?
"No thanks" I told him. I turned towards Dina who started dancing to some house remix they had begun to play trying to kick myself out of my mini depression, I followed her lead.
"You don't want to teach me to dance?" I heard the same voice again. "I said no" I replied and moved away from him. "But what's so hard about teaching me how to dance?" He followed, "Oh you don't want to talk to me? Its ok I'm going to stay here until you do" I was beginning to get annoyed. Ready to tell the little dude off I turned around, when I caught a glance of the stairs. There he was. In a cowboy hat and flannel shirt, just like I last saw him.
"Hey" he smiled and gave me a hug. Ah I thought I was about to melt. But I had to keep my cool. "I didn't think you were coming today" I whispered in his ear. "I was looking for you but I couldn't find you" he replied. "Want to dance?"
Did i? Was he being sarcastic?
"Sure" I replied attempting my best at being subtle about it.
No longer having my feet stepped on I tried my best to keep up with his moves, genre after genre, small conversations and a few moments of trying to play it cool the night passed away. Too fast for my liking, as luck would have it Jess wasn't done partying, and who better than Jacobs cousin to convince him to go somewhere after.
Walking towards the car with his hands around me, I lost track of the conversation. Upon reaching the car he did what I had not asked him to but what is a major deal breaker in a guy; he opened the car door. I was amazed. Another sign I was in no way lowering my standards. After picking up the others from the door and joking all the way to his house I tried my best to not get my hopes up for much to come after, after all not much could happen when I was tongue tied around him.
Finally after what seemed like forever we arrived at his house, it was in a new community still being developed but surrounded by the most beautiful view of a gorgeous lake in his backyard and a thick curtain of trees surrounding the neighborhood from the highway.
Once inside someone had the bright idea of playing an old action movie, cheesy stunts being the main feature of each scene. Jess and Jacob's friend lounged on a futon on one wall, with Jacob sitting next to me asking about my choice to become a vegetarian as I tried my best to hold my end of the conversation, this was a form of getting to know each other right? Why was I suddenly clueless?
Eventually the lights went down and the movie ended, everyone was falling asleep, was I sleeping on a chair? Maybe I should call a ride; I pulled out my phone, simultaneously opening a text message. "psst…" it read from Jacob. "Yes" I replied, "maybe you should come over here" his response read; now while I was seriously considering playing hard to get and hope I do not get judged by my following action by future me I attempted to respond, but I didn't, I went over.
For a few awkward moments I laid in his arm as we joked around about Jess and his friend falling asleep so fast, then as sneakily as either of us planned it, we kissed, now he is certainly not the best kisser I've had but I was willing to look past that, laughing at myself for being so experienced I replied to his kiss as his hand slithered down my back.
I touched his face, running my fingers down his jaw while leaning in for a light kiss, which inclined to not wanting to let him go, and we laid there in the dark unwilling to go any further.
Receiving chills down my spine every time he touched my neck. His body pressed against mine, I ran my hand down the side of his body, and he began to giggle. Apparently I touched a ticklish spot. We both began laughing hysterically, after finally regaining control and a few moments of giggles we continued with our attempt at getting to know each other, eventually content in his arms, and hoping he felt the same, I fell asleep.
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