Chapter 21
His Star
I snapped my mouth shut and sent him a deathly glare.
\”You know, you glare like a puppy,\” he laughed and I narrowed my eyes further.
\”Ryan…\” I began, finding my voice again.
\”What, my star?\” he questioned, flashing me a smile that showed his cute dimples.
Oh god save me, I thought to myself.
\”One I am not a star and two, what the hell is this?\” I stuttered, my cheeks flushing. He called me his star! I swear this boy was going to give me a heart attack!
\”These are all the ingredients to make my favorite cocktails. We will have a taste-testing and I will serve as your bartender! And you are so my star,\” Ryan chirped, beginning to make a drink.
\”Why am I your star?\” I inquired, watching his hands rapidly pick up and measure amounts of alcohol and mix in some juices.
\”Because we spent our first night together under the stars. Plus, a star just fits you,\” he replied, giving me a glass of what looked like ice tea.
\”Well, that\’…actually sweet,\” I mumbled, staring down at my drink, my cheeks warm with embarrassment.
Ryan gazed at me with this starry-eyed look and then became interested in the floor.
I took a sip of the drink and actually swallowed it.
\”Not bad,\” I commented, placing the drink beside me.
\”That\’s a Long Island, a very popular drink with people,\” Ryan told me.
\”Oh, really?\” I asked.
\”Yeah, do you like it?\” he asked.
\”It\’s…interesting,\” I stated.
\”You don\’t like it,\” he laughed, grabbing the glass before I could protest.
\”Ryan, it was good…\” I began but he cut me off;
\”I\’m not offended Star, this is only the beginning,\” he reassured, giving me a small smile.
\”Ok, sorry I didn\’t like it,\” I apologized.
\”Please don\’t apologize,\” he pleaded, mixing something in the blender this time.
Ryan blended a couple things together in the blender then poured two glasses; one for me and one for him.
\”This is a Pina Colada,\” he said, handing me the glass.
Hesitantly, I took a sip and gasped at the fruit flavor that overwhelmed my taste buds.
\”You like it?\” he asked, studying my face with an amused look.
\”It\’s amazing,\” I gushed, taking a gulp of the drink.
\”Careful there, star. I don\’t want you drunk on your first drink,\” Ryan cautioned.
I hid behind my hair. How do I always end up embarrassing myself?
\”Sorry,\” I stammered, cautiously taking another step.
\”Stop apologizing!\” he yelled, throwing his hands in the air.
\”Sorry…\” I began but then I held my tongue when he sent me a playful glare.
We sat in silence for a little bit drinking our Pina Colada\’s and listening to Coldplay\’s \”Just like this\” playing in the distance.
