A late night ride

In our part of the world it doesn’t take long for one to go from urban areas to woodsy hillsides. This is where she took me. It was dark out but she very clearly knew where she was going. The drive was solid. I was in a bit of another world. The music and dinner gave me things to think about. The trees going by I had seen many times coming through. The dark made it to where we couldn’t see a few feet deep. The fog had started rolling in as well. Even the ground was difficult to see.

We started slowing down at a turn off and were coming to a place to park. She stopped the car and we were in the middle of the woods. Dirt road, and a small clearing ahead. The fog was up to my mid calf. She grabbed my hand.

“So this is the part where you slit my throat and bury me right?” She smirked and pulled me forward. I think it was a smirk. There wasn’t light out so I could have been mistaken. Ash led me down a well beaten path. She had her phone out to see and would hold it on what few rocks there were. Last thing I wanted was a stubbed toe.

Coming out the other side. Was a much better view. The stars were in ****. It wasn’t the brightest I’ve seen but it was a lot better than at home. She had brought out a picnic blanket so sitting in the fog wouldn’t make our pants all wet. Making our way out to the center of the clearing we layed down. It was cold but calm. Her hand still wrapped in mine.

“Mike, why do you draw?”

“It’s something that gets me out of the world.”

“But what drives that want?”

“A lot of the world I live in right now I’m not okay with. And I want out. But I’m not gonna do anything dangerous. Just, an escape.”

“I get that. I need a bit more of that. I come here occasionally. But I need a better hobby.”

“What do you want to do?”

“I don’t know. I think something crafty. My grandma has a lot of sewing skill.”

“How close are you to your grandma?”

“Not as close as I’d like.”

“You should do something about that.”

“Cheerleading takes a lot outta me.”

“Do you like it?”

“I don’t know anymore. I did, but not nearly as much as I used to”

“Sounds like you know what you should do. Just, haven't committed to it.”

“Ya, talking about it, and doing it. Is really difficult.”

“Do you want me to do anything to help?”

“Maybe, I’ll let you know.”

She turned up on her side. “You’re pretty cute, you know that right?.”

“Not really, you’re pretty attractive yourself.” I said looking up and smiling.

“I think we ought to head back to the car, so I can take you home.”

“Okay, I appreciate you bringing me out here.”

“You wanted quiet.” Standing up and pulling me up. “I aim to please.”

The car ride back was a nice warm time. We got back to my place and Ash walked me up to the doorstep. “This is my stop.”

“I suppose it is.”

“Thank you for tonight.”

“Sorry about the push too far I made.”

“It’s something I’ll think about this week.”

“I hope it’s not the only thing.” She said with a wink.

“Absolutely not.” I chuckled out.

“Good, here’s one more.” Leaning in instantly, Ash met my lips. It was warm, the hug accompanying it felt incredible. This was a romantic kiss, I had had one before. But this one was better. I missed this. Returning the kiss we stood for a while. Eventually she backed down and wiped her mouth. “Sorry, the feeling on my lips isn’t the most comfortable.”

“No offense taken. I squeezed her hand tight, before grabbing my keys and hugging her.”

“I’ll text you when I get home.”

“Thanks. I’ll talk to you more later.”

“Goodnight Cutie.” She winked at me and walked back to her car.

“Night hot stuff.”

After I got inside and went to my room I collapsed on my bed. Sprawling out I felt the keys fall off my hand. “Shit.” I looked over, I saw the pink key. Did she see it? Fuck.