An Espresso In The Rain

Steph practically tripped out the door, not even getting time to change out of her school uniform. She had spent too much time studying, and almost forgot about her date. Her legs carried her as fast as they could go untill she reached the park, trees outlining all the paths up to and around the lake. She looked around, pulling the only item apart from her uniform closer, her sweater. Late October, she really should’ve thought of something better to put on, her legs now shivering from only have a skirt and thigh highs on. “Babe?” Her light 17 year old voice carried, as she looked to their usual bench. He wasn’t there, and she sighed in relief, hoping she could lie and say she got lost.

Demmetias walked out from behind the trees having decided to take a leak quick while he waited. “Late?” He asked with a tisk, stuffing a hand into his dark blue jeans. He Lethargically sat on the bench and gave a yawn, kicking up his thick steel toed boots, “how are you?”

Steph jumped slightly, running a flustered hand through her long blonde hair. “I’m not late!” She whined slightly. “I just.. Got lost..” She lied, setting herself down next to him. Her shivering legs pulled themselves between his and she looked out toward the rippling water. “I’m.. Tired.” Her green eyes looked almost aqua, the sun setting casting a blue glow from the water. “How about you?”

Demmetias slid an arm around her waist, the edge of his thumb rubbing in an arch on her soft side. “Tired? Is that what I get for dating a 17 year old?” He asked, boasting his one year over her. He leaned in slightly, giving her a soft kiss on the cheek, his copper hair just above his blue eyes. “So when is tonights curfew?” He asked, hoping it wasnt unreasonable again.

“Well, I have homework!” Steph tugged at his shirt slightly with a small grip. “You shouldn’t be talking, you’ll turn 50 before me.” She rested her head under his ear, a small sigh escaping her partially separated lips. “Mom said 11:00 pm..” She shivered slightly. It was only 7:30, and it usually got dark out by 8:30. “It’s so cold by the water..” She mumbled.

Demmetias gave a sigh, counting out the numbers in his head. “Well we can go down to the wendy’s before it closes and get some fries?” He offered, ignoring her age comment. “Well moisture does steal body heat.” His hand pulled out of his pant pocket, allowing him to lean his elbow on the table as he looked up into the sky.

Steph kissed his cheek. “We could. But mom will be mad if I don’t come home and eat leftover dinner..” She said. “what about that smoothie place?” Her hand grabbed onto his as she stood up. “Besides, maybe some walking will warm me up..” She patted her skirt down, making sure it hadn’t risen up.

Demmetias followed along, getting up slowly before following after her. He’d just have to get some fries once he dropped her off. “Won’t a smoothie make you colder?” He asked, not understanding her logic at all. The streets were surprisingly empty as they walked down, but it made sense as a storm cloud was moving in.

Steph stopped slightly. “I guess that’s true..” She said, looking at the cloud. “Hey! You know would be fun?” She raised an eyebrow, knowing he probably wouldn’t be fond of the idea. “Getting you wet.” She giggled, continuing on her stride. “Maybe they’ll have tea.. Or hot chocolate..” She suggested.

His eye twitched and he raised a row looking over to her. “Getting you wet is one thing, I on the other hand am afraid of water.” He knew that wasn’t totally true. Just water deeper than his neck. “An espresso sounds fucking awesome right now…” he commented, licking his lips.

“I’ll share one with you!” Steph smiled, her cheeks quickly flustering. “Wet as in swimming?.. Or the other wet?” She asked, biting her lip, as she laced her fingers with his, a little bounce in her step.

“Ill make sure to get us a large then.” A smile on his face as she blushed. “Well you get wet so easily.” He explained, giving her hand a small squeeze as he reached down with his free hand to stroke her leg. The store came into view and he reached for the handle, holding the glass entrance open for her.

Steph growled lightly in a playful manner. “Shh, you’re not supposed to talk about it.. In public too!” She put a finger on his lips, stepping inside. “Thank you, darling.” She teased, pulling him inside slightly.

Demmetias grinned at how easy it was to goof around with her, before walking up to the front of the store, after only a few minutes he came back with the drink in hand.