Loving Sofia by Alina Man Read Free Book Online Page B

lazy.  I guess that’s out the door now.”
    “Oh.” He sounds disappointed.  “Do you want me to leave?”  His voice is low as he speaks, his eyes focused on the cup of coffee.
    Immediately I feel bad and realize that spending the day with him is much better than being alone. “I didn’t say that.  I mean if you’ve got nothing better to do, we can order Chinese and watch some movies.”
    As soon as the words are out of my mouth, his face is one big smile. “Sounds like a plan.” We sit there drinking our coffee without much talking, listening to the rain pounding on the windows.  When we’re done, we decide to move to the living room.  
    “So what would you like to watch?  It’s much too early to find anything good on television , but you can look over the DVDs Mona has stashed in the cabinet and see if there’s something you’ll like.  I tell you now that we’re fresh out of porn, but there are plenty of romantic comedies.”
    He laughs wholeheartedly and goes to check the DVD collection.  I’m not sure what to expect , and when he turns around holding Tangled, I burst out laughing. He simply winks and pops the DVD in the player.  
    “Listen I’m going to go change.” I walk out before he has a chance to say anything.  I can tell this is going to be a long day.  Once in my room, I make my bed quickly then pull out some baggy jeans and a sweatshirt from the closet.  I change really fast and take a look at myself in the mirror.  Yeah this is as good as it can be for an early morning, I think.  I don’t even bother with makeup.  This is Mark after all. He has seen me in worse shape.
    Back in the living room, I find Mark with a bowl of popcorn and a can of soda all ready to watch the movie.  I sit next to him and make myself comfortable , pulling my legs up on the sofa.  I have seen the movie so many times I could probably tell you all the lines, but that doesn’t make it less enjoyable.  We laugh together at all the funny parts and I get teary eyed at the sad ones, giving him a reason to make fun of me.  By the time the movie is over, my stomach is grumbling with hunger.
    “I take it that’s your internal clock telling me you’re hungry,” he jokes.  “How about I’ll go get us some Chinese ? Unless you want something else.”
    “I can make something here - ”
    “Look, like you said, I invaded your space and your non-cooking day.  The least I can do is feed you.”
    I look outside the window and notice it has stopped raining. “Ok fine, but I’ll go with you.”  I pull my UGGs on (one of my splurges and every time I wear them I wonder what possessed me to buy them since I almost fall on my face each time I wear them) and grab a jacket. Mark opens the door for me and I welcome the outside cold.  It smells like rain and the skies are covered with dark clouds.  I love everything about this weather.
    “So what are we getting? Maybe we should pick something other than Chinese,” Mark says as he turns on the car.
    I keep my eyes focused out the window, lost in thought. “Sounds good. Whatever you decide I’m ok with it.”  We stop at some burger joint and I can’t help but laugh.
    “Hey , you said you’re ok with whatever,” the smart ass blurts out.  “This greasy food is perfect for this kind of weather.  Plus we won’t be a hungry an hour later.”
    “No we won’t,” I agree.  “We’ll be in a coma or worse: dead from food poisoning.”  He laughs and grabs my hand , pulling me inside. 
    The smell of fries and hamburgers is welcoming enough and I try not to think of things like “how often do they change the frying oil” or “what parts of the cow - I really hope it’s cow- went into making the patties .” Since I usually shy away from fast food, this is me being adventurous. 
    We place our orders and take a seat by the window.  At least the place looks clean enough and nothing feels sticky . I can’t stand sticky floors, the ones that make