EIGHT
Briar
I can’t believethat I just kissed Arlo. I know it was only on the cheek but still. I don’t do things like that. I just couldn’t help myself after he had hugged me, and I had looked up into his face.
I can’t believe that he wants me to stay with him longer. When he had first said that he wanted me to stay with him I had hoped that he meant forever but then I realized that he probably just meant he wanted me to stay until after we camped and worked on our project this weekend.
My heart had sunk when I said until this weekend and he had agreed. I like Arlo. He’s so sweet and smart. I wish that he liked me too. I know we only just met but I guess that I’ve already been fantasizing about our future together. It seems fast but there’s just something about Arlo that clicks with me.
My English class ends, and I make my way to my last class of the day. I know that Arlo will pick me up afterward and we’ll go home and make dinner together before we both work on homework or Arlo’s computer programming on the couch, side by side. We’ll snuggle into his couch after and watch some tv before bed and it sounds like heaven, but I want more now.
I sit through my last class and try to figure out how I could take this to the next level. The problem is that I don’t have a lot of experience in this department. Well, actually, no experience. I’m nervous that I’ll do something wrong. The only thing that makes me feel even a little better is that Arlo seems to be just as inexperienced as me.
When we talked about high school one night, he told me that he was a bit of a nerd when he was younger. He showed me a picture of himself and I had melted when I saw a skinny, younger, version of Arlo. His hair was longer, shaggy, but his eyes were still the same shade of blue. He had seemed surprised that I thought he was cute back then but I don’t know how anyone could have thought that he wasn’t adorable back then.
He told me that girls didn’t seem to notice him before his senior year when he had started working out and filled out. I’ve seen the weights in his apartment so I know that he still works out. Arlo said that he wasn’t interested in any of the girls in high school who started flirting with him after he started working out. He said that he just couldn’t forget how they had treated him before he changed. He was still the same computer nerd as always, so he knew that they were just interested in his new look.
I think it’s incredible what Arlo can do with computers. I’m clueless when it comes to them, except for the basic programs but Arlo can work everything. He tried to tell me about writing code but most of it went over my head. He can write programs and apps and codes with ease though. He already has an awesome job that clearly pays well because his apartment and car are sweet, and I know that his parents didn’t buy them for him.
I only have a couple of minutes of class left and I know that Arlo will be outside, waiting to pick me up. I try to get back to how I can seduce him before it’s time to leave. I could try to cuddle with him on the couch. Maybe we could fall asleep together on the couch again, only this time it would be wrapped in each other’s arms. I could try to kiss him again, on the lips this time. I’m not sure that either of us are ready for more than that.
The professor dismisses us for the day, and I grab my things, practically skipping towards Arlo’s idling car. He smiles at me when he sees me and gets out to open my door for me. He grabs my bag from me and puts in in the backseat before he slips behind the wheel. He smiles at me again and I know that it’s time to try for more.
I lean over and kiss his cheek again. “Thanks for picking me up, Arlo.” I say as I buckle up.
I look back at him and he seems surprised but in a good way. There’s a slight pink tint to his cheeks and a small smile on his lips as he turns back to me.
“Anytime, Briar. Anytime.”
I smile as he backs out of his spot and takes us back to his place. Tonight, I’m going to try for more. I hope that Arlo is ready.