That I could most certainly do. “I won’t. I promise.”
“What exactly did you just promise her?” Della stepped into the room, immediately lighting it up and making me lose sight of anyone but her. She was dressed casually like I told her to, well, as casual as Della could get I guess in a black cotton dress that just skimmed her knees and a pair of cowboy boots, her hair pulled off her shoulders and piled on top of her head. It would do for what I had planned.
“Promise that he has an awesome first date planned for you. You two crazy kids have fun.” Mia shoved a small bag into my hands, which I assumed contained Della’s makeup. Everything else that we needed was already in the car.
“You ready?” I grinned at Della, who almost seemed nervous, as I took her hand in mine.
“Yup.” She grabbed her purse from the coffee table. “I’m ready for this epic date to begin.”
“Good, because your mind is gonna be blown.”
“I CAN’T BELIEVE we’re actually doing this.” I turned toward Justin as he grabbed onto my hand to pull me through the revolving glass doors.
“Okay, let’s see.” We walked slowly, scanning the tiny screens that were dotted behind each counter. The words were blurred to me, because I still couldn’t quite comprehend Justin’s plan. This was definitely not a typical first date. If this was really our first date, I would think Justin was insane, and probably run the other way, but it wasn’t. So, I guess it was actually pretty sweet, and I was amazed that he came up with the idea. I would’ve never even imagined it.
“Um….” I stopped, scanning my eyes across the screen, and shook my head. “I can’t believe we’re doing this. Are you sure you took care of everything?”
“Yup. Brian’s all set, it’s the weekend so you don’t have to worry about school, and I’m off-duty. It works out perfectly. Now pick.”
“Fine, if you’re gonna make me be the one.” I squeezed my eyes shut and pointed my finger, opening them to see where it landed. “’kay, I guess that’s my choice.”
“Really?” Justin grinned, slinging one arm around my shoulder. “All right, then. I guess that’s where we’re going. I think it might be fate or something. Maybe it’s a sign that we’re supposed to get hitched.”
“Yeah, right.” I laughed, following behind him to the counter where he proceeded to buy two tickets to Vegas. I wonder what he would’ve done if my finger had landed on Paris, or somewhere ridiculously expensive.
That’s right. Justin had driven us to the airport, and told me that we were going away for the weekend, anywhere I wanted to pick. Apparently, my roommates had been in on the whole thing and had already packed me a bag. Talk about an epic first date.
“You know, I would’ve been just fine with bowling again. I was teasing when I said it had to be epic.”
“I know,” he said over his shoulder, still holding onto my hand tightly as he led me through the airport. “But I wanted to make it special. Is that all right with you?”
“Completely.”
We made our way through security easily and found our gate. Luckily, there seemed to be flights to Vegas almost every hour so we didn’t have to wait too long. I got settled into my seat, and Justin slid into the one next to me, opening his backpack as the flight attendants started making their announcements. “Here.” He handed me a stack of magazines before zipping it back up. “Figured you’d need something to read no matter where you ended up picking. Unless you want to occupy yourself doing something else?” He lowered his voice. “Like maybe joining the mile high club? Those bathrooms are tiny but I’m sure we could make it work.” He winked at me.
I looked around, my cheeks feeling like they were on fire. I’m sure the people next to us could hear, and judging by the sour expression on the old woman’s face that was on the other side of Justin, I was right. “Maybe next time.”
He snorted loudly as he buckled his seatbelt and I did the same, gripping his hand as we prepared for takeoff. Flying wasn’t my favorite thing. I dealt with it whenever I had to, but it always put my stomach into knots. Once we were in the air, I was fine, but until then, I would be a nervous wreck.
“You’re fine.” Justin kissed my cheek, and I nodded my head, squeezing my eyes shut and pressing back into the seat as far as possible. That small touch of his lips, calming me somewhat.
I started to think about the fact that I was actually going away for the whole weekend with Justin. Yeah, we were really taking things slow. I wouldn’t be surprised if he did try to drag me to one of those drive-thru wedding chapels. It sounded like something that he would do.