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Evelyn Chapter Nine
     
    Looking in my closet wondering what I should wear.  “Um…let’s see, ah ha this should do just fine.” I took down my blue and white baby doll that’s hanging in the back of the closet.  This will work perfect with my white sandals.  As I’m done putting my hair up in a ponytail the doorbell rings.  I was anxious all day because I couldn’t wait for the day to fly by so I could see him.  I try catching my breath. I definitely don’t want him thinking I was dying to see him.  Even though it t would be true, he doesn’t need to know that.  Ever since last night I haven’t been able to get him out of my mind.  I remembered how his lips felt at the party and the way he held unto his control last night at the lake when he gave me a peck. The bell chimes again frightening the belugas outta me. “Coming!” I yell as if I was so busy I couldn’t come to the door right away. The only thing I was doing was trying to calm myself down. 
     
    “Hey! Sorry to have you waiting, come on in,” I say as I move to open the door wider so he could come in.  “You look gorgeous Ev.” 
    “Thank you, you don’t look so bad yourself.” I say smiling at him. 
    “Here , I stop and pick up a bottle of Barossa Black Label wine. I took a chance. I didn’t know what you liked.”
    “Thank you, I guess we can have it tonight with dinner.  I don’t know anything about wine unfortunately, so I’ll try it and let you know. 
     
    I hope you’re hungry, because I made steak, baked potatoes, with carrots and broccoli.”  I said trying to cut his gaze from me.
    “I’m starving .”    He looks so good I could eat him for dinner and his scent is not helping to calm my nerves.  I’m looking at his lips, his hands and all I want to do is forget dinner and jump him. I just want to feel his hands all over my body before I explode.  I’m becoming a walking horn dog around him. 
     
    He clears his throat causing me to snap out of my fantasy, blushing profusely.  Not looking at his face I quickly say, “Go ahead and have a seat, while I get the dinner on the table.” 
    “Is there anything I c an help you with?” He asks
    “No , but thanks you. Oh, wait! Before you sit, can you grab two glasses from the cupboard behind me please?”  I asked.
    “Sure , not a problem,”
    “W ould you like me to help with anything else?”
    “No thanks, just the glasses , I have everything else covered.”  I said a little shaky. Now that he is here I feel the butterflies in my stomach and all of a sudden I’m hot as hell, and it has nothing to do with the heat in the kitchen.    How am I going to survive this dinner with him I have no clue.  I’m just praying I don’t embarrass myself tonight. 
     
    I can feel his eyes on me from across the table. I wonder if he will kiss me again. I look up and he didn’t look away. He keeps looking which makes me blush even more.  “Are you ok?” He asks with a smirk that says I know how you’re feeling and I like it.  “Yeah great,” I said so softly I don’t think he heard me.  “How’s your dinner? Do you like it?”  “Yes I do, but to be honest, if it was peanut butter and jelly sandwich I would still love it.
     
    I just wanted to see you and spend some time with you.”   I close my eyes, wishing that I can trust his words, but I don’t know?  
    “Ok tell me this? What is it you want from me?” I ask.
    “I honestly don’t know ,” he answered, looking like he wants to say more but didn’t, he just kept eating.  I can see that I’m not going to get more out of him.  He seems like he has some things he needs to figure out and I don’t want to push.  We are just getting to know each other, so how can I expect him to know what he wants from me, well other than the obvious.  In all fairness I don’t even know what I want from him either. 
    “Ok fair enough .”
     
    “Ok, how about you tell me five things you