December
The girls were
sitting at a corner table facing back towards the bar.
“Look who’s
just come in” Shannon said, and Catherine looked up and saw their prey standing
at the bar.
As soon as she
saw them Catherine got all flustered and her cheeks flushed.
“What’s wrong
with you?” Shannon asked.
“Nothing” she
said trying to look anywhere but at the bar.
“Just play it
cool” Shannon asked and glanced at the bar just as Sam looked across at them
and smiled.
“He’s looking
over here” Shannon whispered.
They both
smiled back at him and then Catherine said.
“Well, he’s not
looking at me, is he?”
Catherine spent
the next 20 minutes sneaking glances at Sam as he laughed and joked with his
cousin, every now and then he would throw a glance at her, and she would look
away.
There were a
number of girls who approached them but whatever they were after they left
without it.
Shannon
suddenly got up and announced she was going to the loo and almost as soon as
she left there was movement at the bar as Sam started walking towards
Catherine.
“Hi Catherine”
he said.
“Hello” she
replied, “Shannon’s gone to the loo.”
“I know I saw
her go” he said, “it was you I wanted to talk to.”
“Me?” she said
incredulously.
“Yes you” he
replied.
“Why?” she
asked.
“Blimey you
don’t make it easy for a bloke” he said.
“I don’t
understand” she said.
“I wanted to
ask you something while Shannon was in the ladies” he explained.
“Oh, I see”
Catherine said with a sigh “you want her phone number I suppose.”
“No” Sam
replied with surprise “Why would I want her number?”
“Sorry?”
“I wanted to
ask you out” he explained.
“Me?” she said
incredulously.
“Oh no not
again, yes you” he replied.
“I’ve been
wanting to ask you out for ages, but I can never get you on your own, so I
never get a look in.”
“Seriously?”
she asked.
“Yes” he
replied “So?”
“Yes” she said.
“Now was that a
question or an answer?”
“Definitely an
answer” she said and grinned like a Cheshire cat.
“Good” he said,
“now can I get you a drink?”
Sam walked to
the bar just as Shannon returned from the toilet and Robert joined his brother
at the bar.
When he first
walked to the bar and saw Catherine sitting at the corner table, he
congratulated himself on his choice of venue and hoped Christmas had arrived
early and seemed he was not to be disappointed.
“Well?” Shannon
asked when she returned to the table.
“Well, what?”
she replied.
“Did he ask
you?” Shannon asked.
“Yes” she said
excitedly, and they hugged.
“But how did
you know?”
“Robert told
me” she replied.
“But how did he
know?”
“Sam told him?”
Shannon said.
“Oh”
“Anyway, Robert
told me” she said, “and then he kissed me.”
“Where?” asked
Catherine, wide eyed with curiosity.
“On the lips
stupid”
“No, I mean,
where?” she explained “Where were you when he kissed you”?
“Oh outside”
Shannon clarified.
“What were you
doing outside?” Catherine asked, “Apart from being kissed.”
“Well, I went
to the loo” Shannon explained “and when I came out Robert was there waiting for
me, and he told me not to go back to the table because Sam was asking you out.”
She paused for
breath.
“Which was
taking forever by the way, and we were blocking the door, so he suggested we
went outside and that was when he kissed me, in the moonlight, it was very
romantic.”
“Wow” Catherine
responded, “And did he ask you out as well?”
“Yes” she said
excitedly, and they hugged again.
“Who’d of
thought it, I have a date.”
Catherine said.
“Me too”
Shannon squealed just as the boys and the drinks arrived.
After they were
on the way home from the bus stop, they split up.
Robert turned
left so he could walk Shannon home and romantically kiss her in the moonlight
once more and Sam and Catherine turned right and walked slowly hand in hand in
the moonlight, as they were in no rush to get home.
“Fancy that,
I’m walking hand in hand with Sam Dennison” she said inside her head.
While Sam was
thinking to himself about how lucky he was.
“Was that
romantic enough for you?” Robert asked moments after his lips left hers
“It was
acceptable” she said.
“Perhaps I
should have another go” he suggested.
“Definitely
worth a try” Shannon said obligingly.
When they got
to the end of the path that led to her front door they came to a halt and he
turned to face her, and he kissed her soft lips, in a long and sensual kiss.
“I’ve been
waiting a long time to do that” Catherine said.
“Me too” he
concurred.
“How long?” she
asked.
“A couple of
years, almost three to be precise” he confessed.
“I was 12” she
admitted “when I first noticed you like that.”
“Was it worth
the wait?” he asked.
“It was for me”
she said.
And then her
kissed her again which she took to mean “me too”
So, the
Christingle Girls got their dark-haired gypsy eyed boys and had them hook, line
and sinker, and they were all set to have a very happy Christmas indeed.
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