When Love Calls by Unknown

“We wouldn’t want to give any little kids an extra biology lesson.”
    Josh was right even though I found myself once again worked into a fiery chaos. I knew he couldn’t put it out, at least not here and not now.  He kissed me once more and said softly, “Come on, let’s go see what’s in the basket. I don’t know about you, but I could eat that camel back there!” He nodded in the direction of the last exhibit. “I brought picnic food and a blanket but I had a table set up in case you weren’t into sitting on the floor. I know you weren’t sure what to wear, so I wanted to be prepared for anything in case you decided to surprise me with some sexy-assed mini dress or something,” he teased.  I rolled my eyes and began rummaging through the basket. It was filled with deli meats, cheeses, hard salami, rye bread, French bread and crackers. He’d also packed grapes, strawberries, sliced pineapple, olives and an assortment of condiments. A bottle of Dom Pérignon Rosé and two champagne glasses sat at the center of the gorgeous table draped with an embroidered gold tablecloth. “This all looks delicious Josh! I’m fine with lying on the floor! Can we lay under the prism?” I handed him the blanket. “Here, lay it out and I’ll grab the basket. I am beyond ravenous!” It was true. I hadn’t eaten a single thing since the half a bagel earlier today, and even that had been recompense for the fact that I’d flushed any previous contents of my stomach down the drain that morning.
    Josh spread the blanket on the ground, and I met him with the basket, champagne and glasses. He sprawled out on the blanket, and I laid down beside him. I flipped open the lid of the basket and began pulling food out while he set out the plates and poured the champagne. When I was done with organizing the spread by food group, Josh chuckled and handed me a glass. “What? It just made sense to lay them out that way.” I smirked as I took a sip of the champagne.
    He laughed again. “Of course it did. It looks great. Now let’s get some food on these plates!” He didn’t have to tell me twice. I popped open the carton of strawberries and found the biggest, reddest, ripest berry and brushed it across my pouty lips as I eyed Josh intently.
     “Have some?” I taunted as I tasted the tip of the berry with my tongue. Josh’s eyes were fixated on my mouth as I bit the berry and sucked the juice off my lips. I extended the berry, what was left of it anyway, toward his mouth, hoping that he might take a bite. Or maybe even invite me to take a bite with him, but to my dismay he grabbed the berry from my fingers and popped the entire thing into his mouth. Not too keen on innuendo I see. I shook my head slightly.
     “Thanks,” he said between bites with a content grin on his face that let me know he was on to me and wasn’t entertaining my advances so, again, I changed the subject.
    “So, what made you go into education?” I asked, focused on placing some salami and crackers on my plate.
    “Well.” Josh looked skyward thoughtfully. “I wanted to have an impact on the lives of young adults and help them be better prepared for life after college. I didn’t have that knowledge growing up, but I learned pretty quickly the importance of planning and money management. I’ve put most of my money away in savings and investments over the past four years. I’m building a financial portfolio so when the time comes, I’ll be able to take care of my wife and children.  I want to have options and something to offer a woman who does me the honor of becoming my wife. I try to teach my students some of those same principles. What about you? What made you go into pediatric medicine?”
    I was extremely content just listening to Josh talk, even if everything he said sounded too good to be true. If he were talking about himself, it meant we weren’t talking about me. The whole time he’d been talking I studied his face for any indication that