giggling so hard I don’t think he even realized he was still driving a car.
“What the hell is so funny?” I asked.
“Your face! It is so expressive. You look so pissed and annoyed and maybe a little frightened?” Drew couldn’t focus on the road. I couldn’t focus on what just transpired. I crossed my arms over my chest and let out an exasperated huff.
“I am sorry. I just…I just haven’t been on a date in years. Nick and I are friends, you know. Just friends. I don’t know, harmless, I guess. I am sure you are a great guy,” I stammered. Jesus, this was so uncomfortable. Why wouldn’t Nick tell me in the email or over the phone that we were going with other people? He made it sound like it was just going to be us.
He stopped my rambling with a wave of his hand. “Wait! I am a good guy. Actually, I am amazing. I am excited to see Phish and he said you were really into them. When I saw him talking to you, I wanted to meet you. You know, I kind of set this up. You’re cute, Lizzie, but it’s no big deal. No pressure,” he admitted sheepishly.
I smiled at him and tried to feel more relaxed. He seemed nice enough and he was funny. But, he wanted to date me? Blind dates and compliments happen to single mothers, right? Apparently, I needed to reevaluate my theory on that concept.
“So… I guess Nick didn’t tell you he asked me to marry him?” I broke the ice with a huge smile on my face. God, it felt so good to tell someone else about that email. It had been eating at me. Drew’s jaw dropped open and I let out the biggest stomach laugh. I couldn’t stop. Once I realized the absurdity of the situation, I doubled up in laughter. I sounded like a hyena. I tried to stop but the little giggles blew up into full blown laughter. Drew finally joined in and we laughed the entire way to Nick’s place.
When Nick and Caroline stepped out of the apartment hand in hand, Drew and I were crying and doubled over each other. He kept saying “virgin” and I kept saying “marriage.” Nick knocked on the window and Drew wiped away a tear that dripped out of one eye. He rolled down the window and smiled up at Nick and Caroline. “Hey!” Drew beamed.
“Uh, hey guys. What’s so funny?” Nick asked, seemingly a little concerned when he looked over to me.
Drew and I couldn’t help it. We busted out in hysterics. We must have looked like idiots but it was impossible to stop. I wasn’t even sure what we were laughing at anymore but it felt so good. I also felt better that I was having a good time with Drew despite my disappointment that Nick brought his girlfriend. Nick and Caroline apprehensively got in the back and put on their seatbelts. I looked over at Drew and then back to Nick.
“Thanks for the heads up on the blind date,” I joked sarcastically.
“Thanks for letting me know I would be losing my virginity tonight,” Drew deadpanned.
We looked back at each other and cackled so hard again we couldn’t move for several minutes. I started complaining my stomach hurt and took deep breaths. We needed to calm down but every time I looked at Drew, it was pointless. I finally regained my composure and looked straight ahead, attempting to avoid looking at Drew.
“Okay, we got to go. Drew needs to experience Shakedown Street,” I insisted. He put the car in drive and threw in a CD.
Then it occurred to me that Caroline and I had not exchanged even one word between us. I looked in the passenger side mirror and saw that she looked pissed. But she wasn’t looking at Nick, she was looking at Drew. What was that all about? Did they know each other in that way, too because I was picking up some serious vibes from her stares at him.
I thought about watching Drew to see if he glanced in the rearview mirror a lot to look back at her but I refrained. I didn’t want to be involved in any drama. I started what would be the mantra of the evening: None of your damn business. I was in the middle of the sixth
“What the hell is so funny?” I asked.
“Your face! It is so expressive. You look so pissed and annoyed and maybe a little frightened?” Drew couldn’t focus on the road. I couldn’t focus on what just transpired. I crossed my arms over my chest and let out an exasperated huff.
“I am sorry. I just…I just haven’t been on a date in years. Nick and I are friends, you know. Just friends. I don’t know, harmless, I guess. I am sure you are a great guy,” I stammered. Jesus, this was so uncomfortable. Why wouldn’t Nick tell me in the email or over the phone that we were going with other people? He made it sound like it was just going to be us.
He stopped my rambling with a wave of his hand. “Wait! I am a good guy. Actually, I am amazing. I am excited to see Phish and he said you were really into them. When I saw him talking to you, I wanted to meet you. You know, I kind of set this up. You’re cute, Lizzie, but it’s no big deal. No pressure,” he admitted sheepishly.
I smiled at him and tried to feel more relaxed. He seemed nice enough and he was funny. But, he wanted to date me? Blind dates and compliments happen to single mothers, right? Apparently, I needed to reevaluate my theory on that concept.
“So… I guess Nick didn’t tell you he asked me to marry him?” I broke the ice with a huge smile on my face. God, it felt so good to tell someone else about that email. It had been eating at me. Drew’s jaw dropped open and I let out the biggest stomach laugh. I couldn’t stop. Once I realized the absurdity of the situation, I doubled up in laughter. I sounded like a hyena. I tried to stop but the little giggles blew up into full blown laughter. Drew finally joined in and we laughed the entire way to Nick’s place.
When Nick and Caroline stepped out of the apartment hand in hand, Drew and I were crying and doubled over each other. He kept saying “virgin” and I kept saying “marriage.” Nick knocked on the window and Drew wiped away a tear that dripped out of one eye. He rolled down the window and smiled up at Nick and Caroline. “Hey!” Drew beamed.
“Uh, hey guys. What’s so funny?” Nick asked, seemingly a little concerned when he looked over to me.
Drew and I couldn’t help it. We busted out in hysterics. We must have looked like idiots but it was impossible to stop. I wasn’t even sure what we were laughing at anymore but it felt so good. I also felt better that I was having a good time with Drew despite my disappointment that Nick brought his girlfriend. Nick and Caroline apprehensively got in the back and put on their seatbelts. I looked over at Drew and then back to Nick.
“Thanks for the heads up on the blind date,” I joked sarcastically.
“Thanks for letting me know I would be losing my virginity tonight,” Drew deadpanned.
We looked back at each other and cackled so hard again we couldn’t move for several minutes. I started complaining my stomach hurt and took deep breaths. We needed to calm down but every time I looked at Drew, it was pointless. I finally regained my composure and looked straight ahead, attempting to avoid looking at Drew.
“Okay, we got to go. Drew needs to experience Shakedown Street,” I insisted. He put the car in drive and threw in a CD.
Then it occurred to me that Caroline and I had not exchanged even one word between us. I looked in the passenger side mirror and saw that she looked pissed. But she wasn’t looking at Nick, she was looking at Drew. What was that all about? Did they know each other in that way, too because I was picking up some serious vibes from her stares at him.
I thought about watching Drew to see if he glanced in the rearview mirror a lot to look back at her but I refrained. I didn’t want to be involved in any drama. I started what would be the mantra of the evening: None of your damn business. I was in the middle of the sixth
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