"Hey." I said, bending down to kiss her on the cheek.
Her perfume was more flowery this day.
"Hello." She said. "Do you like Andrea's new hair color?"
"Yes." I said.
We looked at each other, searching out what to talk about. She was constantly moving her left foot, as if in rhythm with some song playing in her head. Her feet were so feminine, and I rarely spent much time on feet. That might have to change. She was drinking a bottle of water, using a straw. She handed me the bottle without asking me if I wanted any. I had a split second to think about what I was going to do next. Was I drinking through a straw used by Andre, or was I actually drinking from Andrea's lips? I looked at her blonde hair, and at the way she smiled at me. I accepted the bottle and the straw. I drank, even though I was not thirsty. I wanted to use her straw.
Andrea had asked me to meet her at the mall because she wanted my opinion on picking out a dress. I was more than eager to help her, to see her come out of a fitting room wearing an outfit I helped her pick out.
"I don't know what to get. I mean my boobs are barely there, but I want to make them look bigger without padding. I don't want to use padding. I don't think my boobies would like it if I wasn't natural."
"Do you think I could see them?" I said.
"Robert, you don't say that to a girl you just met. Is that how you see me? I am not happy with that remark at all." She said in a pissed-off tone.
I was quiet. I really had wanted to see them at some point that day.
"I am sorry, Andrea. You are right." I said.
We didn't get anything to eat. She was ready to go shopping. Andrea stood up to put her empty tray away. I immediately stood up to take it from her.
"Let me do that." I said.
I looked into her eyes. Today we were the same height. I was so close to her. I could feel her breathing. She wore just a light cover of makeup and had on very little lipstick.
