"Come on," waving at him, "I don't have much time before my parents expect me back. I told them I left something over at Elena's, but that only gives ...e a few minutes."Gavin watches her pedal away; she never glances back, as though she knows the bait she's set will be sufficient. He is curious, and besides, it's not like he can hang out in front of Elena's house all night. With a shrug, he follows her.The streets are well lit, but he had been lost when he arrived here, and he's not even sure. He took the opportunity to lean in and try to get a goodnight kiss. Just as they both were about to bring their lips together. Her dogs realized that Mommy was home and started to bark at the door. They both laughed. He also being a pet owner could not get mad. As she found her keys and unlocked the door she invited him in. After the traditional barking and sniffing the dogs were satisfied with the new visitor and went out to do their business. He was told to have a seat on the couch as she. I kissed her.“Get your hands off me. I want to eat.”“You’ll get fat.”“Not when I burn so many calories keeping you satisfied.” True.And we burned a few calories during that day. We were more animated, a little more urgent and by the time we went to sleep I was exhausted and satisfied. She kissed me and I held her again and kissed her hair and stroked her face until she drifted off.The alarm went at 6. I got up to make her tea while she showered and dressed. I’d washed and ironed her pale blue. ‘Actually, it’s thirteen.’ He says, ‘You carried the six wrong.’ ‘Oh, I, uh.’ I stutter. ‘So, I was thinking, maybe you might want to hang out later?’ He asks. Ohmygod! What do I say? ‘Okay.’ ‘Great. So, I’ll see you later?’ He smiles kindly. ‘Do you, maybe, wanna sit with us at lunch?’ I look down. ‘Sure,’ He goes back to writing on his worksheet. I look at my paper, and drift off into tingling, smiling, welcoming fantasy. Well, come on, I’m eighteen. I should be allowed these few fantasies. ~.