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“Wanna go see a movie?”
Delaney looked up from her coffee.
For the record, Delaney was not a morning person. Not. At. All.
“What?” she grunted.
I, on the other hand, was totally a morning person. I may not wake up super early, but when I was awake, I was ready to go.
Delaney and I had both slept ‘til past ten, and now we were sitting at the kitchen island. I was trying to figure out what we could do today while Delaney was just trying to wake up.
“We could go see a movie today,” I suggested.
She shook her head. “There isn’t anything good out.”
“How do you know that?” I couldn’t remember the last time I had been to the movies in an actual movie theatre with popcorn and everything.
“Uh, because I watch the previews on TV.”
“Then what do you want to do today, Del?”
Her eyes dropped back to her coffee cup. “Right now, I’m wishing this tea would turn into coffee. That’s as far as I’ve planned for today.”
“Why don’t you drink decaf?” Decaf seemed to be a better thing to drink than watered down tea. I set my empty cup in the sink and crossed my arms over my chest.
“Because that is an even bigger tease. Like false advertising. It has the amazing taste of coffee but none of the caffeine to make me go. This way, I know I’ll have zero energy drinking this.” She took another sip and looked like she was ready to cry.
“Del, I think you gotta start drinking decaf. You, at least, will get a little happiness from it instead of looking like you’re crying while you drink that piss.”
She looked down in the cup. “It does look like piss, doesn’t it?”
It sure as shit did. “Get dressed. We’ll find a place for lunch and then we’ll go to the store.”
“Those are our plans for the day?” she laughed. “I’m surprised you haven’t fallen asleep hanging out with me.”
So we weren’t doing the most exciting things, but sometimes, I needed to slow it down and just relax. Being on the road with the race team was plenty excitement for me. Slowing it down on my off days with Delaney seemed perfect. “Get dressed. Don’t worry about me.”
She rolled her eyes and moved around the island to drop her cup into the sink. “Better bring a pillow along just in case,” she sassed.
“Just get dressed, woman.”
She looked me up and down. “You want me to wear the same thing I did yesterday so we can match?”
“You’re mighty sassy in the morning,” I drawled. “We’re stopping at my place on the way to our exciting day.”
“Fine, fine,” she mumbled. She shuffled up the stairs, and I leaned against the kitchen counter.
I had no idea what Delaney and I were going to do after we got her decaf coffee, but I needed to figure something out quickly. I wanted to impress her, but all I really wanted to do was come back here to watch TV and hope she let me sit on the couch with her. Hell, I’d even sit on the recliner and have her perched on my lap.
Anything to get her closer to me.
I was seeing why I was drawn to her before. Too bad I was too drunk to remember any of it.
It wasn’t often I blacked out to the point where I didn’t remember anything, but wouldn’t you know it, the time I do is when I was with Delaney.
Delaney jogged down the stairs wearing basically the same thing she had worn yesterday except her shirt was the color of the red light on the light pole of a drag race. Normally a color you didn’t want to see, but it looked amazing on her.
She shoved her feet into a pair of tennis shoes and “All ready, Playboy.”
Not at all, but that didn’t matter.
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