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And out of nowhere, when Kristen, Heather and Eric (I don't know if i mentioned this, but he showed up) were in another room or not listening I work up the nerve to ask him why he came.
"Billy," says I, after watching Heather flash us, "Why did you come to hang out with losers like us?"
He smiles and looks at me and says "Because of you."
All calm and everything.
And I laugh, definitely not taking him seriously. Otherwise I wouldn't have put him on the spot later that night when I asked him in front of everyone. Luckily for him, we were distracted by something else. I dont remember what.
Somewhere in there I start to get cold from sitting under the vent and I say this aloud and he offers to switch seats. Always the gentleman.
Um, at like 3 or 4-ish he gets something in his contact and goes to the bathroom to fish it out and when he comes back and sits down and his eye's still red. So I offer to go get my Visine for Contacts for him and he says ya that'd be great. And slides his hand down the back of my calf. I blush uncontrollably and stumble away.
He disappears to the bathroom and while he's in there, Kristen tells me that the boys better leave soon. So we push in the chairs and are standing when he comes back. He pulls the chair out and goes to sit in it. I laugh and annouce to everyone that my legs hurt and that i'm going to sit on the couch.
He follows. And sits, approximatetly, um, 4 centimeters away from me.
Kristen and Heather follow suit, and come join us in the living room. We start talking and his hand starts to ever so gently brush my arm, and then my hand and we're sitting there, holding hands and talking. Or at least talking some of the time; I had to keep myself from drifting too far into my thoughts about Billy touching me! Of all people!
Kristen sees this and laughs a little. Heather sees this and raises an eyebrow. And all I can think about is, what is he thinking?
So it's getting later and my brain is still wide awake thinking about him, but my eyes are getting so tired. So I
shift further down on the couch and lay my head down on his shoulder. And he puts his head on mine and were just snuggled up there, content. Pretty soon, Kristen is asleep and Heather is taking over the role of mother. She turns out all the lights, puts out the candles, turns off the music and brings a sleepwalking Kristen into the bedroom.
Leaving Billy and I alone. In the dark.
I tell him that I'm worried that he's not comfortable, and he laughs and says he is, he's just worried that i'm not comfortable. So we rearrange.
We rearranged several times; at one point he was laying flat on his back and I fell asleep with my head on his chest. At another I had my legs bent over his and my head was in his neck. It was all so surreal. I was so comfortable, for like one of the first times, with someone touching me.
Like, lol, he would push the hair away from my face and snuggle into my neck and take a deep breath. God it's so nuts.
Scared that he was about to kiss me, I told him I had to pee, and leapt up. It wasn't a lie, I did have to go. It just was terribly unattractive of me. But it was cool, because when I stepped out of the bathroom, I turned off the light and I couldn't see a damn thing. I was completely blind and was taking baby steps back to the couch.
"Billy," I said lauging. " I can't see a thing." And he was so quiet for awhile that I thought he had left or something. I completely stopped walking and was determined to just wait for my eyes to adjust, even if it took two years. He of course could see perfectly. I felt his hand reach out and take mine and he pulled me back into him and onto the couch where I snuggled in and he warmed my wet cold hands and he laughed at me.
And most of the time we were talking. I laughed out of nowhere and he asked me what i was laughing at.
I said "Billy, do you know how many girls would kill to be laying next to the sex god of our store?" He just laughed.
And I asked him if it felt really sudden to him, because it did to me. And he said no, not really, because he thinks that maybe he's always liked me.
And he told me that he was thinking about it and like at work i'm always making sure everyone else is good and happy before I even think about myself, and that whenever I buy any food, I always buy enough to share with everyone, and I'm always taking care of everyone else, so who's going to take care of me?
And I just sat there, and laughed, and blushed in the dark.
He left me laying alone on the couch at like 625. He had been saying for about an hour that he felt bad that I had to work at 830. But everytime he'd go to leave he'd pull me closer and I'd snuggle into him, and we wouldn't move for several minutes.
And after he left, I lay there on the couch that was already losing his heat and thought about him, and smiled so hard it hurt, till I fell asleep for 30 minutes before I had to get up to get ready for work.
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Today, as I was waiting to clock in, I was talking to him in the office. Just him and me. And he's looking at me and he says, "I wanted to just turn around and go back to the house after I left. Even if it was for just a few more minutes."
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