Sundays at the beach were becoming a weekly thing. They would spend the day surfing, swimming, sunbathing and playing volleyball. Then in the evening, they would build a big bonfire and sit around singing songs and talking.
Annabelle stretched and yawned. “I’ve got an early delivery coming in the morning.” She stood up and dusted the sand off her jeans. “Good night.”
“I’ll walk you home, Belle.” Micky started to stand up.
“I’m sure Annabelle is capable of walking herself home.” Linda elbowed him in the ribs.
“I’ll walk her home.” Mike chuckled and casually draped his arm around Annabelle’s shoulders.
“Thanks Mike.” Micky glared at Linda. “What’s wrong with you?”
“Nothing.” Linda smiled slipping her arms around him. “I just want you all to myself.”
“Oh.” He grinned. “Well, in that case, why don’t we take a walk of our own.”
“You read my mind.” She kissed him deeply.
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Meanwhile, Mike and Annabelle walked over to her house. “Is it just me or is she a little possessive?” She commented.
“It’s not just you.” Mike opened the door for her. “She is constantly at the pad hanging all over him.”
“Have you talked to him about it?” They walked inside and she flipped on the light in the living room.
“Nah.” He shrugged. “He seems so happy. I guess I’m a little jealous.”
“You shouldn’t be.” Annabelle grabbed two sodas out of the fridge and tossed him one. “Someone like that would drive you insane.”
He laughed, “Yeah, that’s true.”
“There’s someone out there for you, Michael.” She smiled. “What about that cute blonde that was making goo-goo eyes at you at the gig last night?”
“She’s not my type.” He sat down on the couch.
“Well, what is your type?” She sat down next to him.
Mike looked at her seriously. “You are.”
“What?” She blinked several times.
“You’re my type.” He took her hand. “You’re beautiful, smart, independent. I’m very attracted to you, Annie.”
“Michael, I like you. You’re one of my best friends.” She squeezed his hand.
“But…”
“But I never considered us anything more than friends.”
“Maybe you should.” He leaned forward and gently brushed his lips against hers. “Promise me that you’ll think about it?” He stood up to leave.
“I will.” She blushed. “Good night, Michael.”
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The next day, Annabelle called Micky and asked him to meet her at the bookstore as soon as he could.
“Hey Belle.” He walked into the store. “What’s up?”
“I need to talk to you about something.” She led him into her office.
“Okay.” He sat down on the desk.
“Something happened last night and I need to know how you feel about it.” She paced in front of him.
“I can’t tell you that until you tell me what happened.” He watched her.
“Right.” She stopped and took a deep breath. “Michael kissed me.”
“Yeah?” He grinned but inside he felt his stomach turn.
“Yes.” She clasped her hands together. “How do you feel about it?”
“Don’t you think I should be asking you that? You’re the one he kissed.” He said sarcastically.
“Yes, I know that.” She released the breath she hadn’t realized she was holding. “I just thought…”
“You thought what?” He slid off the desk and stood in front of her.
“I don’t know, I just thought it might bother you.” She raised her voice slightly.
“Why would it bother me?” He matched the tone of her voice.
“Oh, that’s right.” She stormed. “I forgot, you are dating the human Velcro girl.”
“What is that supposed to me?” He yelled.
“It means that if she hangs on you anymore, you’ll be wearing the same shoes!”
“I think I should leave before we both say something we might regret!” He headed towards the door.
“I think that’s a good idea!” She yelled after him.
“See ya around, Annabelle.” He left.
Annabelle immediately picked up the phone and called the pad. “Hello…” Mike answered.
“Hey Mike, its Annabelle.” She said. “Do you want to go out tonight?”
“Yeah, that would be great!” He smiled. “Do you want me to pick you up there?”
“Sure, the store closes at eight.” She smiled.
“I’ll be there, Annie.” He hung up the phone.
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