Chapter 32: Darren

Hoping that she likes my Shrimp Scampi Linguini, I set the table and wait for her to join me.  Waiting patiently, I stand there and watch her get up.  She looks like she belongs here and it's strange, but it feels like it too. 

In just a few short days, we have gone from a short fling to staying the weekend.  This is something so unexpected, but every fiber of my being tells me that I'm doing the right thing.  Matter of fact, I have never been so sure of anything in my life, ever.  

She grabs the bottle and her glass, meeting me at the table and sitting down.  I forgot my glass, so I rush to the kitchen and grab it, returning quickly before the linguini gets cold.  Both of us, settle in our seats and we sit staring at each other.  

Kissing her gently, I motion for her to eat.  "Eat before it gets cold.  Shrimp gets tough if you don't eat it quickly after being cooked."  I start to eat and