I gathered up the bag of Chinese food and the two Gatorades I’d picked up on the way home and started to open my door. Texas had played at three o’clock, so I’d started drinking at the house around one, got good and drunk by kick-off, and then I’d slowly sobered up throughout the game. I was starving by the time I’d gotten back to my truck that was parked at the house and had decided to carb load and rehydrate before going out again. Headlights flooded the empty space next to me, and I looked back to see a car waiting to get into the space that my open door was currently occupying. Not wanting to be a dick, I got out of my truck as quickly as I could and stepped out of the way, only realizing as the car pulled into the space that it was Kate. I felt the tug of a smile that I couldn’t help as I caught sight of her through the front windshield. Lately it had been happening whenever I saw her, but the feeling of giddiness I got when she was around had intensified since we’d talked a few days earlier.
