Late Fall, Liberty
As soon as I left Andy’s compound I punched John’s ID into my wrist comp.
“Hey honey. Where are you?” I asked in my sweetest tone of voice.
“At Hanna’s. I was just finishing lunch. Why, is something wrong?” he replied.
“No. Why would something be wrong?”
“You’ve never called me honey before.” Shit, he was right! “Are you sure everything’s ok?”
“Just peachy. I’ll see you in a minute!” I answered cheerfully.
I was walking in a beeline towards Hanna’s when I saw him emerge with Lisa (aka Peepers). He saw me coming too. He knew I was pissed about something, but he didn’t know what. And when he did figure out what no doubt he would really expect me to be pissed. But what if…I grinned. The hell with being pissed, this was too good an opportunity to fuck with him! I put two fingers in my mouth and issued an earsplitting whistle in his direction.
“Hey, boyfriend!” that was a good start. “What’s up?”
“Jai!” he said as we neared each other. “How are you?”
“Oh sure, that’s what you say now.” I replied. He gave me a confused look. “This is how I am.” I faked in Lisa’s direction, making like I was going to slug her. She took a step back as he took a step towards me.
“Oh don’t worry Peeper,” I said. There was no one else within earshot, so I figured it was safe. “I’m just messin’ with ya. You can go away now.” I dismissed her, making a shooing motion with my hand. Her eyes widened at hearing the other name, but she didn’t move. “I said, ‘You can go away now.’” I repeated in a flat voice. She went away. John looked around nervously.
“Hey honey. How’s your day been?” I asked, stepping close to him and smoothing his shirt. I even went so far as to pick imaginary lint off of it while I gazed up at him with the most innocent eyes I had. I took a step inside his stance.
‘I-” he started, and then was abruptly cut off as I pushed him over backwards and swept his legs out from under him. I kissed him hard and then whispered in his ear.
“Andy told me. You don’t have to play nice right now.”
After that it was a viscous (read: playful yet real) struggle, with us rolling around all over the place, not thirty feet in front of Hanna’s. People were looking over curiously, but no one stopped to intervene. They probably knew better.
After about fifteen seconds I had him pinned face first in the grass, arm twisted behind his back.
“Well this is humiliating,” he muttered, his voice partly muffled by the earth. I leaned forward to whisper in his ear.
“Not near as this is going to be.” I kissed him on the cheek. “Will you marry me?”
“Did you just ask me to marry you?” he asked incredulously. He was right, did I just ask him to marry me??? I blinked. In my distraction he threw me off and managed to pin me, back first with my hands above my head. “Did you?” he repeated. I grinned. He had left an opening. I flipped him over my head and repined him, this time in the same position he just had me. I kissed him again, hard.
“I guess I did.” I replied. “Well?” He struggled weakly to get up.
“Kiss me again.” I kissed him again, this time long and soft. He laughed. “A girl that kisses that good? How could I say no?” Then for an instant he got serious. “Yes, Jaisa, I will. Now will you let me up? This is embarrassing,” he finished plaintively.