36. Soul Searching (1/2)
36 – soul searching
"ben."
"what?"
kurt cuffed him in the shoulder. "is it cool
with us?"
surprised that he cared enough to ask, ben
said, "sure, whatever."
"good, 'cause i've got a girl for you to meet."
ben shook his head as he and kurt trailed
behind jason and eric, walking toward the movie theater. "not now, man."
"you still pining
for felicity?"
ben glared at him, readying himself for
another battle with kurt over his dating decisions.
kurt grinned and held up his hands. "easy,
pal, i'm just trying to get you to think about your other options."
"options. options you decide will work for me," ben
spat.
kurt laughed. "come on. she's cool. you'll
like her."
ben looked around the table. jason shrugged.
eric nodded, smiling.
defeated, ben gave a long sigh. "all right,
whatever. who is she?"
"jeez, don't make it sound like a death
sentence." kurt waved to the left, where two young women sat at a table in the
food court sipping slushies. he beckoned them closer.
the women stood up and came toward them.
they were leggy, blond, curvy…and identical. ben looked askance at kurt.
with a self-satisfied smile, kurt put his
arm around the waist of one of the girls. "ben covington, meet robin and
jennifer emerson." he gave the girl beside him a playful squeeze. "uh, this
one's jennifer."
ben held out his hand to shake each of
theirs. "hi. nice to meet you."
"robin's into swimming, by the way. you
being a fan of it, yourself, i thought you'd have a couple things to talk
about. see you in the movie." kurt and jennifer sauntered away arm in arm.
robin gave a nervous laugh. "uh…sorry. i mean…this wasn't my idea. i'm not usually…" she
trailed off and pushed a lock of her long blond hair behind one ear.
the gesture reminded him forcibly of
felicity, and he couldn't help but smile. "don't sweat it."
she looked up at him through long eyelashes
and gave a shrug. "so, do you want to go see this movie, anyway?"
- - - - -
robin was decent company. they laughed at
the same things in the movie, and compared notes on the best and worst movie
junk food. afterward, ben offered to drive her home. on the way, they talked
over the movie, and what they liked and hated about swimming. ben found he had
a lot in common with her.
he put the car into park in her driveway
while she gathered up her purse. she looked up at him again. "i, um… i just
want to say thanks for the movie, and all. it was really nice of you to drive
me home, too."
"no problem." he grinned. "i think it was
one of kurt's better ideas. i had a good time."
robin dimpled, a
quick flash of a smile that piqued ben's interest. he was struck by how pretty
she was. "me, too." she tucked a wisp of hair behind
her ear again. "if you ever want to be on the awkward end of a double date again,
you're welcome to call me." she hesitated, seemed to think something over, then
leaned across the seat and kissed him.
ben kissed her back, passively at first, but
when she slid toward him across the seat, he took her face in his hands and
kissed her more thoroughly. the feeling of a woman's soft hair and soft skin
under his hands swept any other thoughts out of his head.
for a while, anyway. robin sat back with a look of
embarrassment. "i—i'm sorry. i'm just…" she shook her head apologetically. "i'm
not exactly in the dating arena."
"what, you've got a boyfriend, or
something?"
she sighed. "well…sort of. not really. no, i don't."
her answer surprised ben into laughing.
"what do you mean?"
"there's this guy i like back at college,
but i don't think… i'm not sure it's ever going to go anywhere."
"why not?"