Boyfriend Shopping: Shopping for My Boyfriend / My Only Wish / All I Want for Christmas Is You. Earl Sewell
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      “Can I ask you a question?”

      “Yeah,” he said. He didn’t take his eyes off me. The way he looked at me made me feel special. I tilted my head slightly and took his hand into my own.

      “Are we going as friends or as a couple?” I asked and prayed that I didn’t frighten him off with my question.

      “Kiss her, fool!” I heard one of his teammates shout out as he ran past and out into the night. Jeremy was about to make a wisecrack to his friend, but it was too late.

      “Where was I?” Jeremy paused. “Oh, yeah. You want to be my girl?”

      “Seriously?” I asked, wanting to be extra sure.

      “Yes. I’m asking you to be my girl, Anna.” When he said those words my heart went into a sprint. I stepped into his embrace and hugged him tightly.

      “I am perfect for you. I’m going to be the best girlfriend that I can be to you,” I said as he lifted my chin up and placed his hands on my cheeks. He kissed me tenderly, and for a moment time stood still. I wasn’t cold. There was not a sound. There was only the stillness of the moment, which I wanted to make last forever.

      “Y’all need to take the lovefest indoors,” said another teammate who zoomed by and teased Jeremy.

      “Man, mind your own business,” Jeremy yelled.

      “Well, it certainly took you long enough to ask me to be your girl,” I said as I stepped back for a moment to take in the fact that I had finally caught the tall, handsome and popular guy who I’d been crazy about since grade school.

      “I was afraid you might run away again,” he said, bringing up our first kiss that we’d shared so many years ago. I can’t believe he’s still carrying that awkward moment around as if it happened yesterday, I thought.

      “I’m not running,” I assured him. The last thing I wanted was for him to be available again.

      “Good.”

      “There is one thing that I have to tell you that I will not put up with,” I said as I placed my hand in his and continued on.

      “What’s that?”

      “I don’t like to share. If I’m your girl, I had better be your only girl. So if you think you’re going to be a playboy and try to date both me and Bernita, I’m telling you now, I’m not cool with that.” I stood firm on that and let him know that cheating would be a deal breaker. I also wanted to make sure that he and Bernita were never a true couple.

      “You don’t have to worry about Bernita. There was never anything going on between us. I thought she was good people, but learned that she’s a drama queen, and I don’t have time for that.”

      “Good,” I said, resting my head against his shoulder as he walked me home.

       seven

      When I got in the house I rushed to my room, shut the door and crash-landed on my bed. I picked up my cell phone and called Lauren.

      “Oh, my God, Lauren! You will not believe what happened tonight.” The words rushed out of my mouth faster than I could form them.

      “Calm down, Anna. You sound like you’re hyperventilating,” Lauren said.

      “Okay,” I said and took several deep breaths before I spoke again. “Jeremy asked me to the holiday dance.” I squealed like he had asked me to marry him. I imagined Lauren had pulled the phone away from her ear to prevent her eardrum from bursting.

      “That was sudden. How did it happen?” Lauren asked once I calmed myself down.

      “It was so romantic. He walked me home and asked me if I was going to the dance. I gave him a big hint by saying that I was waiting for the right guy to ask me. He picked up on it and asked me,” I said, feeling as weightless as a snowflake.

      “That’s wonderful,” Lauren said.

      “Wait, there is more. Girl, I asked if we would be going as friends or if we would be going as a couple.”

      “Oh, my God! What did he say?” Lauren screeched. I could tell that she was sitting on the edge of her seat in anticipation, waiting for my response.

      “We stopped walking, looked at each other, and then he asked me to be his girl,” I squealed.

      “Are you for real?” she asked.

      “Yes. And it was such a romantic moment. He kissed me and it was perfect,” I said.

      “So you guys are official now?” Lauren asked.

      “Yes.”

      “Cool. You should update your relationship status,” Lauren suggested.

      “That’s a good idea,” I agreed with her.

      “So what are you going to wear to the holiday dance? It’s only two weeks away,” Lauren said.

      “I have no idea, but I’ll figure something out,” I said confidently. Before Lauren could say another word, I was notified that I had an incoming call. “Hey, Lauren, let me call you back. I have Jeremy on the other line.”

      “Okay. I’ll talk to you later,” she said and hung up. I clicked over and answered Jeremy’s call.

      “Hey,” he greeted me.

      “Hey to you, too,” I said, shaking hair out of my eyes and feeling butterflies prancing in my tummy.

      “My older brother and his girlfriend are going ice-skating downtown at Millennium Park tomorrow evening. He told me that if I had a date he’d let me tag along with him. So, I was wondering if you’d like to go.”

      “Um. I’d have to ask my parents, but I’m sure they would be okay with it,” I said, peeling back the bedcovers.

      “Good. We can pick you up around six o’clock,” Jeremy said.

      “Wait. I don’t have any ice skates and I don’t know how to do it. Do you know how to ice-skate?” I asked nervously while I took off my earrings and placed them in the jewelry box on my dresser.

      “Yes. I know how to ice-skate. My brother taught me how. He used to play hockey and his girlfriend is a figure skater.”

      “Wait. How old is your brother now? I vaguely remember him going away to college when we were in eighth grade.” I opened up my drawer and removed a pair of purple pajamas.

      “He just turned twenty-one and he’s a senior at the University of Colorado,” Jeremy explained.

      “So, are you going to teach me how to skate?” I asked.

      “I’m going to try.”

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