Luke looks amazed after hearing about my achievements, and I continue to talk about what exactly my job entails as we dine. We also talk about what we enjoy; favorite past times, foods we like and dislike, cars, fishing, and laugh until our faces hurt. It's the most fun and magical time I've had eating lunch. Plus, he's easy on the eyes.
ON OUR WAY TO MY dad's house, we listen to music and jam out to almost every song on the radio. His singing voice is nicer than I expected. I'm not surprised by what I am learning about him anymore because he keeps surpassing the usual persona that accompanies most guys like him. I am starting to dig him, and more than just his insanely good looks.
He turns down the music blaring throughout his cab as we arrive at my dad's. I'm kind of sad our ride is over, and we now part ways.
"Thank you for everything today!" I say with a big smile.
"My pleasure!" Luke replies as he gets out of his truck.
I watch as he walks around the front of his truck to open my door like a thorough gentleman. He helps me down, and we walk to the front door of my dad's house. I turn around and look up at him, into his dreamy light blueish-green eyes. I open my mouth to say something, but I am caught deep in his trance. He puts his hand on the door above my head, then leans in toward me.
A strange excitement fills my body. I break my eyes free from his and look at his perfect lips. They look so kissable. I bite down on the corner of my bottom lip as I lean in closer to him and bring my eyes back to his. We are so close that I can feel his warm breath on my cheek. I close my eyes and take a deep breath.
My phone rings, and we get jolted apart from almost kissing.
"Sorry," I say, embarrassed and disappointed that our intimate moment was disrupted.
I quickly reach into my purse and take out my phone.
"It's Jason!"
Luke sighs as he grabs the back of his neck with his hand then takes a few steps away from me.
"I should get going now anyway," he states, looking at the ground.
My heart melts a little, and I hit the silent button on my phone and look up at Luke. He has since started walking back to his truck. He stops, then looks back at me.
"Would you like to see a movie tomorrow, after I get off work?" he asks with hope in his eyes.
I am screaming with joy inside.
"Yes, I would love to see a movie!" I reply with a smile.
Which I am sure is creepily huge. Luke smiles, then turns back around and walks towards his truck. I turn to open the door of my father's house.
"I will be here by about seven-thirty to pick you up," he yells from his truck.
I turn towards him, "Sounds like a plan. See you tomorrow!"
"Goodnight, Ali."
"Nite!" I respond.
He waves at me before leaving my father's driveway. I wave back and head into the house. I close the door and rest my back up against it. I let out a massive squeal as I smile from ear to ear as excitement travels up my body from my toes. I want to scream and jump around like a giddy little kid who just received some candy.
I must call Ris. I need to tell her everything that has been going on. I need to tell her about my dad's Will reading and my afternoon with Luke. How we almost kissed. Eeek!! She'll be ecstatic once she hears this! Okay, maybe not as stoked as I am, but close.
My phone rings again, it's Troy! Sigh!
Chapter Thirteen
I have not spoken to Troy on the phone or had an actual conversation with him since I've been back in my hometown. He texts me every day and has called a few times, but I have let his calls go to voicemail. I should probably answer it, but I'm still shaking over the twitter-patter of my heart, from the way Luke had made me feel just now.
I know Troy likes me, and I like him too, but Luke makes me feel a lot different; he makes me feel alive. He makes me feel closer to my dad and closer to myself, my old self, the one I left here when I went off to college.
I answer Troy's call right before it goes to voicemail.
"Hi, Troy! How are you?" I answer, hoping to keep this short and sweet.
"Ali, it's so great to hear your voice finally! I'm staying busy, but I miss you very much! How are you doing?" he says, surprised I answered my phone.
His response amuses me, but I won't blame him because I have been ignoring his calls. I've been busy taking on everything with my dad and quite frankly preoccupied with fantasizing and thinking about Luke.
"I'm doing alright. I just got back from my dad's lawyer's office. They read his Will today," I say while making small talk.
I cannot help but think of Luke the whole time while talking to Troy. He's become a guilty pleasure for me. I feel bad as I refrain from telling him that I spent the last few hours having a fantastic time with another guy.
"I bet that was tough. I wish I could've been there with you during all that. If you need anything, you know, I am here for you," Troy proclaims.
"Yea, I know," I say.
A few moments of silence pass before Troy speaks again.
"What are your plans for the rest of your day, beautiful?" he asks.
"I think I may go see some friends or stop by my aunt and uncles to see what else needs to be done before I return to the city."
Without skipping a beat, Troy blurts out, "When do you think that will be? I know I
