I hold up the Gatorade bottle, shake my head no, and pray I'm a good liar. Cookie seems to accept the lie because he says, "Well, how about drugs?"
Phillip smiles and holds up the bag of sunflower seeds.
Cookie finally determines that we're not in any trouble. "Well, it doesn't look like it then." His flashlight trails down my outfit, and he says knowingly, "Some little get up you got on there. Trip down memory lane?"
I laugh nervously. "Sort of, Phillip and I used to come here and star gaze when we were in high school. When we were just friends," I make a point of saying, so he'll think that there's only been stargazing going on.
Like, in theory.
"Heard you two got engaged," he says with a grin. "Congrats, kids, have a nice evening." We can hear him snickering all the way back to his car.
As he pulls out of the parking lot, I say, "Phillip, I'm so sorry. That totally ruined the mood."
Phillip gives me a big grin. "Hell no, it didn't. Almost getting caught just adds to the excitement. Get back over here. I need to finish my dream."
He quickly undoes his pants and pulls me back on top of him.
So last night was pretty amazing. I dug out the exact outfit I wore the night he wanted to do me on the island. The little plaid Abercrombie skirt with the white blouse and navy cardigan. I added high heels and white thigh highs, and then I took him to the swings out behind our old elementary school. We talked and swung. He teased me and told me how he's always had a thing for me, and that he obviously was quite intelligent and a visionary to have known the girl he wanted to marry at the mere age of ten. I laughed and called bullshit.
I think he just got lucky.
We kissed on the swings just like we did the very first time he kissed me, when he pulled my swing over and planted a big fat kiss on my lips. But this time, he didn't run away. He kept kissing me. He was up for doing whatever there at the playground, but well, I just couldn't bring myself to do much more than kiss. I mean, kids play there!!
So we decided to go parking in a cornfield instead. Which was way fun too. It's been a long time since I've been parking.
Today was the day we were supposed to do it on his mother's kitchen island. After last night, I'm not sure if I could have done that either, but I'm sure he could've talked me into it. I think Phillip could sweet talk me into just about anything. I called Mrs. Diamond to try and enlist her help getting the Macs out of their house, but I found out his mom is hosting bunko tonight. Which meant there was no way I was gonna get them out of the house, so I quickly had to switch things up and decided on a prom night redo.
Phillip had a date for the prom. I forget who she was, but I do remember he had big plans for her. He'd even gotten a hotel room with a hot tub. But she got drunk off champagne, threw up at the dance, and got taken home early.
I hadn't really wanted to go to prom. I was supposed to go with my boyfriend at the time, Jake, but then I found out he was cheating on me. That was the same night as my parents' accident. Prom was just a week later, and it just didn't seem right for me to go. Danny offered to take me. At first, I refused, but everyone thought that my parents would've wanted me to go. Plus, at the time, I was kinda hot for Danny.
I thought after prom, I would be busy losing my virginity to him. I figured losing it to a friend, instead of a jerk boyfriend, would be a good idea. But just as things were starting to get good, Danny passed out, and I ended up sitting in the hot tub with Phillip.
As usual, it was sweet and probably a little romantic, but also, as usual, nothing happened between us.
But tonight, things are going to happen.
I checked into the hotel right after work. I took rose petals and sprinkled them all over, put some champagne on ice, and left a tray of chocolate covered strawberries. Granted, we didn't have those things on prom night, but we should have. And Phillip was the guy I should've been losing my virginity to.
I went home, put on a sexy dress, made Phillip wear a suit, and took him out to dinner.
As I lead Phillip down the hall to our hotel room, he's grinning. "So are we reliving prom night?"
"Well, not reliving exactly. We're having a prom night redo."
"I'm not sure what that means, but I assume it means we're gonna do more in the hot tub than talk."
"Well, maybe. So here's the storyline. We're both seniors. I've liked you, probably loved you, for a while. You finally got brave and asked me out, and you're hoping that I might be willing to part with my virginity tonight."
Phillip eyes gleam. He's so adorable, especially when he totally gets into character. He pins me against the hotel room door. "So you know, Billy is having that big party tonight."
I nod my head. "Uh, huh."
"I was thinking maybe we might wanna skip it."
I get into my nervous virgin role. "Oh, well, I don't know. I mean what would we do, just sit in our room?"
He leans in and kisses me. "I was thinking of something a little more fun." He opens the door. "Look." He looks at what I've done to the room and mutters to me, "Damn, I'm good." Then he shuts the door and has me on the bed before I have a chance to even think about what to do next.
He kisses me intensely and moves his hands expertly across my dress. I'm ready to lose my virginity right about now, but that wouldn't fit my character. I pretend to be nervous about where things might be heading. "Um, I saw champagne."
"Oh, yeah, there is champagne." He seems to have already forgotten the champagne chilling in front of us.
I made him forget the champagne!!! Yay for me and my sexiness!!
He opens the bottle and pours champagne into real crystal flutes. (No plastic cups for this prom night redo!) He takes off his jacket, unbuttons his shirt sleeves, and takes off his tie. I only have on a dress, so I reciprocate by sliding off my shoes.
He saunters to the bed with both glasses crossed in one hand, and in the other, he has a strawberry. He sits on the bed and holds the strawberry up to my mouth.
I open my mouth, thinking he's going to feed it to me. He puts just the tip of the strawberry against my lips. I try to suck a little of the chocolate off, but just as I do, he pulls the strawberry back out. He keeps sliding the strawberry across my lips and occasionally lets me suck some chocolate off. He's so teasing me with the strawberry. I'm pretty sure no high school boy would ever think of this suggestive little game.
I leave my lips sexily parted, make a little girly noise, and he pushes the strawberry deeper into my mouth.
I take a little bite.
He gives me a satisfied grin, hands me a flute, and pops what's left of the strawberry in his mouth. "Here's to the perfect night," he says, clinking my glass with his. We each take a drink. He takes the glass away from me, sets it on the nightstand, pulls me up off the bed, and unzips my dress.
I act nervous.
Really, it's not that much of an act. It's feeling kinda realistic.
He sweeps me back onto the bed and starts doing exactly what I imagined the guy I would lose my virginity to would do. I'm just saying, if you ever have the opportunity to have a lose your virginity redo, I'd highly suggest it because this is going to be good. Certainly much better than the drunken frat house romp that really happened.
He's going slow, kissing every inch of me, patiently, tenderly.
There's some song in the musical, Rent. I forget how it goes, but it's something about covering you with thousands of sweet little kisses.