Tracy, my roommate and best friend, and I had gone to the bar to have a girl’s night out. We each had tri-tip steak dinners and, being that I wasn’t legal to drink, she had margaritas while I kept to water or tea
As we talked about school, work, and her new found freedom, a tall lanky cowboy came up to us and pulled up a chair. He introduced himself as Cory. I almost choked on my drink. You know how someone can come into your life and depending on how they treat you, you can either love their name for the rest of their life, or you can immediately be put off by that name for the rest of your life? Well, Cory was that name for me that made my back go up and made me instantly dislike him.
Cory turned out to be pretty funny though. He had us laughing pretty hard within minutes, generally making a fool of himself in front of his pals and us on a dare; however he had our attention. I honestly thought he was hitting on Tracy, her being the prettier of the two of us, and the fact that they both bonded over their trucks like old pals. I caught myself repeatedly rolling my eyes as girl’s night turned into “mine’s bigger” night.
When we all went outside to look at the two Dodges side by side, Cory shocked me by putting his arm around me and nuzzling his face into my hair. It didn’t register that he was flirting with me at first. Tracy gave me a slightly dirty look, and then it struck me as odd he was touching me and not her. When I looked up at him, he dipped his head and kissed me very softly. I was a little shocked by this sudden turn of events, but hey I was definitely willing to go with it. We gave the boys our address, and began to head home.