Silvy
I went into this date with no expectations and an open mind. I wasn’t sure what a date with Goof would be like and I didn’t want to get my hopes up. So far though I am impressed. He has been a perfect gentleman. When the hostess was checking Goof out he ignored her. He kept me close to him and helped me into my seat. Just that was an improvement from some of my past dates. Yes, I have had some pretty sorry dates. On one date the guy flirted with the waitress the entire time after arriving fifteen minutes late. I left before the food could arrive. Never went on a blind date again.
After the waiter helped me pick out two variety platters Goof ordered. I wanted to feel bad at the amount I ordered but Goof wasn’t worried at all. He just said we could take the leftovers home. He just wanted me to get my fill of what I was craving. After the waiter left I remembered something he said while we were driving here. “ Goof, you said Lilly told you about this place. Does that mean they know? About us I mean.” I asked.
“ The ol’e ladies do, yes,” Goof says. I want to be pissed about this. It was supposed to stay between us. Goof raises his hands “ Silvy, I know you are mad. Just hear me out.” I nod for him to go ahead. He explains to me that Merigold called him over to her shop and all the ol’e ladies were there wanting answers. As soon as he told me all the ol’e ladies were there I calmed down. If it was one or two Goof might have been able to avoid questions. Or play dumb.
But all of them. Nope he wasn’t going to get away with taking the easy routine. He continues to explain but I hold up my hand to stop him. “ Goof, I get it. I would have laid everything out too when faced with those girls.” I said. “ Yea, those ladies can be scary as hell.” Goof laughs.Our food arrives so we stay silent for a few minutes. I look at all the food in front of me trying to figure out where to start. I have fried shrimp, sauteed shrimp, fried crawfish, grilled amberjack, a double order of fries, coleslaw, hush puppies, stuffed crab, fried catfish and a lobster tail with extra butter. Now that I’m looking at it I know I won’t be able to eat it all.
I started with the shrimp since that was what I have been craving. I take a couple of bites then say “ Goof, I think my eyes are bigger than my stomach. Do you want any of this?” I point with my fork to all the food I have. “ Eat what you and a little bit want first. Then I might,” he said. I can deal with that. As usual, he is putting my needs first. I’m still getting used to it. We talk about different things, like my shift last night. I told him it wasn’t too bad except for a couple of drug seekers. “ You really have people come into the emergency room looking for drugs?” he asked.
I told him it was more common than people thought. People would come in with fake or minor injuries trying to get pills or even shots. Usually, strong stuff that most ethical doctors won’t prescribe because they are addicting. We had finished eating by the time I got to the end of the story. Goof paid and left a hefty tip for our waiter. I grabbed the doggie bag and we left. Goof told me our next stop was the movies if I was up to it. I did want to see the movie even though I was stuffed. Since all I had to do was sit I agreed. Goof took my arm and escorted me to the car. Again.
When we arrived at the theater he helped me out of the car. He paid for the tickets and drinks. Goof either had his hand on the middle of my back or held mine the entire time. During the movie, he kept his arm around my shoulder but never went any further than that. A true gentleman. When the movie was over Goof offered to take me to a dessert food truck just down the road if I wanted to. Which I did. We talked and laughed the whole time. This turned out to be the best date I have ever been on. And I had so much fun.
We were walking back to the car eating ice cream cones. He got a double scoop of rocky road. I had to be odd and get a scoop of lemon meringue and a scoop of strawberry cheesecake. A little weird, yes, but actually pretty good. Or at least I thought so. “ How’s the ice cream?” Goof asked. “ Surprisingly good. You should try some.” I said as I pushed my cone to him. Goof looked at me to make sure I was serious. I nodded and he leaned in. I watch as he wraps his lips around both scoops and his tongue licks from top to bottom. Damn, that should not be so hot. But I know what those lips and tongues can do and how they feel. I’m getting wet just thinking about it.
I stopped going further down that road by Goof saying “ You're right. It is pretty good. The question is who wanted what?” I laugh “ I think it was a joint effort. I wanted cheesecake. I’m guessing a little bit wanted something a little tart.” “ At least you both are getting something out of it,” Goof said. “ That is the way my eating habits have been going lately,” I told him. “ Really?” Goof asked. I told him how my cravings were either a mix of salty and sweet, savory and tart, or creamy and crunchy.
Most of the time we talked about me and how I have been doing. And Goof listened to everything. Truly listened. But I didn’t want this to be all about me so I asked him about his week. He told me that he only did three days at the dispensary this week. He did security for Lilly Thursday night. That isn’t a surprise. Goof loves working on Lilly’s shows. And he had church. He couldn’t tell me the details. But that it was a meeting. “ I also am doing security for a race Speed has come up,” Goof said. We had finished our ice cream and were back in the car driving home.
“ Is Speed in danger? You know besides the racing itself.” I asked. I didn’t like the thought of Goof in danger. I know sometimes it can’t be helped. It is part of being in the club and its security business. But it leaves a knot in my stomach. Most of the security jobs he does are no big deal. Like working the crowd checking for troublemakers at Lilly’s concerts. Or worse when he was helping with Sabine’s stalker and was in a car accident.
“ No babe. Speed isn’t in any danger. I promise. We just make sure no one tampers with her gear or car. And to break up the occasional fight.” Goof told me. I turned to look at him while he drove me home. “ People actually tamper with Speed’s gear?” I asked. I couldn’t believe someone would do something like that. “ Definitely,” Goof said. Then he explained to me that some crappy drivers will do whatever they can to give themselves an advantage. Including cheating and tampering. Especially messing with the good driver’s gear or cars.
Goof pulled up in the driveway of my house but I wasn’t ready for the night to end just yet. “ Is Speed that good that someone would tamper with her stuff to keep her out of a race?” I asked. I was just trying to extend our time together. I don’t get to spend time with Goof like this. “ Yea, she is. You need to come to a race. I’ll get you tickets for your next day off. I even give you a tour of the pit. I think you will love it.” Goof said.
After Goof answered my question he got out and opened my door. He walked me to my door and waited until I unlocked my door. I thought for a minute he was going to come inside. You know what he did instead. He gave me a short, sweet kiss on the lips and said “ This is all I’m taking on our first date. Now inside, lock the door and get some sleep. I’ll see you tomorrow.” I was shocked. And a little hurt. I was kinda hoping for more than a kiss. But I was also pleased that this is what he did. My emotions were all over the place as I did what he said. After I locked the door, Goof go back to his car and leave. Best date I have had in a long time. I had forgotten dates could be like that.