Chapter 8: A Quiet Night, pt 2

"What do you mean Shannon will be jealous? You mean you're going to tell her?"

"Don't be silly! Of course I'm going to tell her! She's my best friend; I can't keep something like this from her." Allison gave me a quick kiss on the cheek then literally bounced out of bed. "Be right back." A second later I heard the bathroom door close.

Not a bad idea actually. While waiting for my turn I decide to put some clothes on in case something went wrong with Mom and Dad's date and they turned up early. Or for that matter if things went better than expected and they turned up early. Then I remembered my clothes were still in the bathroom. I got up, fumbled in Allison's closet for her bathrobe and had it opened and waiting when the door finally opened.

"Well aren't you sweet!" she said as she turned herself into the soft cover-up. As her arms went in I folded the robe and myself around her and hugged her close. We had always been close. I mean how much closer do you get? People talk about sharing "every waking moment." I can top that; how about sharing dreams? Trust me, if you ever get the chance, take it. No, I couldn't think of how two people could be closer.

"My turn," I said as I stepped past her.

When I came out in my running shorts and T-shirt Allison was on the phone ordering pizza. I snuck down the hall and planted a kiss on her neck, and then reached into the fridge for something to drink. There were several cold bottles of water, my drink of choice. I pulled one out, popped the top and took a big swig. I hadn't realized how thirsty I was. Allison's eyes got big when she saw the bottle so I held it out to her. She took a sip between 'yeah' and 'uh-huh' and handed it back. I took the bottle back and headed for the living room. Then I stopped and went back. I handed her the bottle and went out back to recover the textbooks and homework I had been working on when she got home. It had only been... I looked at the clock. Three hours! We had been going at it for three hours! No wonder we were thirsty.

I put my school stuff on the desk in my room just as she hung up the phone. I followed her into the living room where she picked up the remote and started surfing for something to kill time while we waited for the pizza to arrive.

"Did you order bread sticks?"

"Of course. With extra pizza sauce and ranch dressing. I'm a big girl, I can order pizza."

I planted myself in the big chair and stretched. Halfway through the stretch Allison eased back into the chair and made herself comfortable on my lap. There is nothing quite like the feeling of a bouncy young woman wiggling her way into your lap. I put my arms around her waist and helped her settle herself.

"Anything on?"

"The usual; nothing, nothing, sports, more nothing, news..." She finally settled on one of the music channels playing smooth jazz and tossed the remote onto the table. "It's just for background noise anyway. You know, in case the neighbors are listening. We wouldn't want them to hear anything suspicious."

"Oh, heavens no," I agreed in my best mock southern belle. "Of course if they didn't catch the last three hours worth then the next thirty minutes isn't likely to excite them."

"Three hours!" she exclaimed. "Was it really three hours? Wow! I was thinking maybe an hour and a half, two tops. Three hours!"

"Well, you know what they say, 'time flies when you're having fun, ' and while I can't speak for you, I was most definitely having fun."

"Oh, you may most definitely speak for me. That was by far the best time I remember having ever. And I thought last night was good! By the way, what did you decide? Do you like them better with flavor or without?"

"You couldn't tell? Maybe we should try it again and you try to guess which one I like best.'

"Hmm, tempting, but it wouldn't work. You have the memory now, I'm afraid you're stuck with it forever. Huh, that is so true about so many things. I guess you really can't take it back, not even in your dreams. Anything else different?"

"Yeah, now that you mention it, your kisses taste different too. But I can't figure out why. Any ideas?"

Allison stared straight ahead and a flush crept up her face, "No, I can't think of anything."

"What about mine?"

"Oh I definitely like it better with the flavor. Kissing you last night was one thing, but now, it's like so much better." I would find out later that she had noticed a difference in the taste as well, but for now she didn't bring it up.

"So what's this about telling Shannon?"

"Is that the pizza guy?" She tried to jump up but I held on tight.

"Allison? Nice try but I'm not buying it. What is going on? Are you two up to something?"

"Well, no, I mean, not really. It's just that she's my best friend and like, she told me all about her dream the other night, so naturally I told her..."

"You told her about last night?" I couldn't believe it. "I thought you said we had to be careful about people finding out."

"Not about that silly. Like I'm going to tell her that it was real. She'd never believe it anyway. No, silly, I meant about you and me by the stream. I told her I finally took you down by the stream. She went nuts, wanted to know every little detail. It's a good thing the theatre was dark and the movie was loud or she would have been so busted."

"She did it in the theatre?" Now I really couldn't believe it.