It was a Wednesday night tradition that we go out to the local burger joint and eat food. This place was one of the best in town, and going with a good group of friends made it better. It was me, John, Karen with her kids, Brittany, and Jenny. We always had a good time.
Jenny came to church without her husband, and although I knew she was married, we would always talk. She had a great smile and was just a little shorter than me with long brunette hair down to her shoulder blades. We talked about everything, we talked on the phone, and we texted. Tonight we happened to be sitting next to each other, and well when you are sitting in a booth, you kind of get close to each other.
It wasn't the first time we sat next to each other, and I was kind of surprised when I felt a her foot slide under my leg. At first I didn't think anything of it, but when I finally looked down and knew it was her I was trying my best not to turn red. She passed me a napkin with a note on it saying she would like to meet up. At this point I was really, really hoping I wasn't glowing red. We kept talking to our friends as she kept playfully rubbing her leg against mine. I wrote on the napkin to meet at the park across from the church.