Sam and Kevin - part 3

I don’t know how many jeans and t-shirts I tried. Strangely, none of them seemed quite appropriate for the occasion. After about couple of hours Arun and I agreed on a blue fit jeans and a light yellow t-shirt. I found a matching blue sport jacket to go with the outfit. A couple of minutes before 6 there was a light knock on the door. Arun answered it. There he was, Kevin the stunning. He was wearing ocean blue jeans, a navy blue t-shirt and an off white jacket.

“This is for you”, he said giving me a nicely wrapped parcel.

“Thank you Kevin. Shall I open it?”

“Go ahead I am sure you’ll like it.”

Oh my God, it was chocolate! He remembered that I loved chocolate. And thank God he didn’t bring me flowers. I thanked him again and gave him a peck on his cheek. I hid the chocolates because if Arun found them, there would be nothing left for me.

Kevin had a red Ford Mustang 2001. I loved the car. We left the top open since it was a nice day. I got into the car before Kevin could open the door for me. Being gentlemanly is very nice. But I am not a girl. He started the car and looked at me as if to ask “Shall we?” I nodded my approval.

“So where exactly are we going?” I asked.

“Its called Ciccone’s. A nice family run restaurant. They use real cheese, homemade pastas and breads, and the soup’s made from scratch.”

“Sounds delicious.”

“Yeah you’ll see.”

It was a nice little restaurant and was almost full. Luckily Kevin had a reservation. We were seated immediately. A server came and handed out the menu and asked what we would like to drink. I asked for coke as I was not allowed alcoholic drinks yet. Kevin asked for same even though he could get anything. It was so sweet of him. The menu looked beautiful, but I didn’t know what to order as I didn’t know much about Italian cuisine. Kevin came to my rescue.

“There are a few things I could suggest. You can have Capellini, also called Angel Hair pasta because it’s a very thin type of pasta. It goes good with Shrimp Scampi, a shrimp dish with garlic butter. There’s also Fettuccine Alfredo which is a fettuccine pasta dish tossed with Parmesan cheese and butter.”


“What are you gonna have?”

“I’ll take the Fettuccine Alfredo”

“Ok then, I’ll have the other one so that we can share. And I’d like brochette for appetizers. ”

The waiter came with our drinks and we placed the order for the food. He said that the main dishes would be ready in 15 minutes and that he would soon return with the appetizers. He left us and we began to talk about ourselves.

“So Sam, tell me about your family and your life in Sri Lanka?”

I told him about my life there and how things had been with me. Then I asked about his life. He was always very reluctant to talk about that. But I wanted to know.

“Well, what should I say…my father died about 10 years ago. My mother threw me out when I told her I am gay. So I haven’t talked to her since.”

“I am sorry”

“Don’t be. It was a long time back and I am completely ok. I have my own business now and I enjoy my work.”

“So tell me Kevin, why is a guy as handsome as you still single?”

“I was saving myself for you.”

“Come on! I am serious”

“So am I. I mean I was saving myself for the right guy. And I believe there is a very good chance that it’s you even though we barely know each other. I am not saying that I didn’t have anyone before. I had. But nothing was more than 6 months. What about you?”

“We don’t have freedom like here in Sri Lanka. I have had sex a couple of times but nothing serious.”

“Cool”

“No its not” I said with a smile.

Our food arrived. Indeed, as Kevin had said, it was awesome. I ate all of mine and some of Kevin’s. The server asked what we would like for desert. I remembered the desert analogy of Arun and couldn’t stop laughing. Both Kevin and the server looked at me with the “what’s so funny” look. Kevin ordered cannoli for desert. It’s a Sicilian desert which looks like a tube. Kevin told me that the meaning of word cannoli is “the tube”. It was as awesome as the food. Kevin picked up the tab. I didn’t say anything as instructed by my gang. They had said since he asked me out he should pay for it.

“So Sam are you up for a movie?”

“I am up for anything.”

“In that case I say we skip the movie.”

“I mean I am up for any movie.”

“Liar”, Kevin playfully hit my shoulder.

“So Sam seriously, movie ?”

“Yeah cool. What are we watching?”

“There is a new movie called ‘A Beautiful Mind’ staring Russell Crowe.”

“Ok by me”

It was a very nice movie. We both enjoyed it. I am not sure what I enjoyed most, the movie or Kevin’s arm around my shoulder. By the time the movie finished my heart was beating very fast. What next? The night was still young. I didn’t want this night to end.

“So Sam what do you want to do now?”

“This is your date as well as mine, you know. You don’t have to do everything I want. Tell me what would you like to do?”

“Hmmm beach?” Kevin asked with hopeful voice.

“Alright then, beach it is.”

It was about 30 minutes drive to the beach. We got out of the car, got rid of our jackets and shoes. We walked along the beach for about 20 minutes. We were holding hands. No one spoke anything. We were just enjoying each other’s presence around. We walked back to the car.

“Sammie, my apartment is just 10 minutes walk from here. You want to come for a coffee or something?”

Oh God what should I say? Accept or reject? If I reject will he think I don’t like him? If I accept will he think I am a slut who has sex on a first date? What should I do?