"Probably. With one bathroom to share I just figured..."
"NOT HELPING!!" He yelled from the hallway. She merely grinned and wiped. Pulling her leggings up she washed her hands and rejoined him in the living room.
"Why so red in the face Ace?"
"I wonder." He shakes his head, plopping down on the sofa and settling back into a stretch. That tent was massive enough to make him just as quickly sit forward to mask it.
"Damn Tom. Are you going to be this panic stricken every day?"
"I've known you less than 24 hours Dove, let me get used to you."
"I'm not annoyed by it. Be yourself." She hesitates, "Well, within reason."
"Coming from Miss I parade around in bra and panties or less."
"I lived with my mom and stepsister. Not a guy." She laughed, "Even I need to get used to things."
"Let's just agree to be ourselves and get past the nerves of ... Fuck it." He sits back proudly and lets the flagpole wag beneath his sweats. "Gotta start somewhere so I'm just not going to hide the ride."
"Hide the ride? Yeah, now I'm moving out." She acts edgy.
"What? I didn't mean..."
Laughing hysterically, she points, "Calm the BP! NOT DP!" She masks her teeth with a hand giggling, "I'm only joking." Saved by the bell, a knock at the door freezes her laughter. He quickly lifts the cash up for her to claim. With a deep breath Heidi opens the door to see a lank Chinese man with glasses, in his late 20's. Seeing her caught him off guard and he rechecks the address on the door before grinning.
"Duk Fu, right?" She bubbles up.
"Yes."
"Hiya Duk." Zach leans over the arm of his couch waving.
"Mister Zach." He waves back handing Heidi the bag of food. She in turn passes off the cash and wiggles away leaving the door open, in favor of placing the bag on the coffee table. Even Duk watched her cute ass, blushing as he looks swiftly at Zach for confirmation. A thumbs up shared between them gave Duk the giggles. Shying away Duk looked at the money, then actually shut their door for them.
"Thanks Buddy." Zach replied just as the door latched.
"Food smells delicious." She opens the bag waving the scent at her nostrils. "They gave us chopsticks."
"Only way to compliment the Chef."
"I've never used chopsticks."
"Tonight, you live a little."
"Sounds like a plan Tom." She drags out each container and places them on the coffee table then places the bag on the floor. Moving around the table she sits down next to Zach and lets him reach out to sort the food. She opens their chopsticks in readiness. Attempting to figure out how to hold the wooden utensils she masters it enough to goof off. Using them as if snapping at him like a rabid dog she barks like a Pomeranian on steroids. It was too funny.
"Down girl." He chuckles opening the Lo Mein, then the remaining containers. "Dig in Fido."
"So, I'm a dog now?"
"If the tail wags." He winks, "I've got 2 beers left. Want one?"
"Uhhh? Underage Mister Bad Influence."
"Right! Didn't think."
"As if that matters. Geez Tom! Yes, give me a beer."
"Contributing to a minor, I dunnnnno?" He winces then hops up, erection bouncing before her eyes.
"Now who's wagging his tail?" She muses then tries her hand at eating from a container. Mishaps led to a napkin wipe three different times, until finally being smart enough to lift the container under her chin.
Returning with her beer he opens it before passing it down. Claiming it he stands over her prepping for a toast. "To my savior. Here's to good friends."
"Tonight, is kinda special." She chuckles, "Heard that somewhere." She clinks their bottles then takes a drink, wrinkling her nose at the first sip.
"Not a big drinker, are you?"
"Not so much. More into Daiquiris. My mom's the lush of the family. She's even gone to rehab. AA stuff."
"That's a shame. She better now?"
"Yeah, she hit the hard stuff for a while when I was younger. My stepdad didn't help much. Thankfully she dumped him to get her life on track."
"Good." He takes his seat next to her again, "So tell me more about Heidi Dove Baker."
"Like what?"
"Anything you care to relate."
"Not much to tell." She nibbles on broccoli.
"Boyfriend? Oh, wait! I asked that didn't I?"
"Not really. Like I said earlier, I date a few people just for something to do. I mean I get asked out a lot, but I'm picky, I guess. You?"
"Hand full of dates since my divorce three years ago. Guess, I'm picky like you are. Go through the crap Shea put me through makes a guy think more clearly."
"Other men?"
"Ohhh, yeah. She loved her rendezvouses. Might not have been so bad if she had included me." He laughs, "Openminded here but, when its all hidden not so much fun."
"You're into other guys?" She grimaces.
"NO!" He jumps at her judgment, "She was bi. I mean when she was with another woman. I could have even handled the other guy as long as he kept his distance from me."
"All new to me. Never tried things like that."
"Virgin?"
"Noooooooo!" She scowls with a raised brow, "I meant the threesome thing. Not even the girl on girl. Why are we talking about sex?"
"Sorry! You're right, not cool on our first day knowing each other."
"Yeah, especially with you dealing with the coat hanger."
"Not going down easy is it."
"Better grab those ice cube trays and pack that thing." She giggles and loses another noodle. "Dang it! You make using the sticks look easy."
"Practice. My ex was Korean. Shea was short for YuShea."
"Wow!"
"Yeah!" He holds a single noodle of Lo Mein in the air before smirking, "Holding this makes me remember our first movie together. Crazy I know, but it was Lady and the Tramp. Her favorite Disney flick."