Back To Scooters

Since they both agreed it would probably not be a good idea for Smith to drive Connie back to her home, there was always the chance some nosey neighbor might mention to her father that a man in uniform had dropped her off during the middle of the day, he took her back to Scooters instead. He felt somewhat like a heel just dropping her off like, but she insisted that she would be fine.

He offered to at least wait for the bus with her, but she said she wanted to do some window shopping.

“Besides,” she brushed her hand along the temple of her blonde hair, “it is so boring all alone in that big ole house. It’s good to get out for some fresh air. Thanks for spending your lunch hour with me.”

Considering that she had just blown him, he should have been the one thanking her. Instead, without thinking, he added, “Don’t mention it. You are more than welcome.”

Rather than backtracking and saying the right thing, Smith just pulled out into traffic and returned to base.