Eric had gotten down to the kitchen a little later than usual. Cassie had already finished breakfast and was working on her laptop. She looked up to wish him a good morning and smiled before going back to whatever she was working on.
Once he'd made coffee and eaten some cereal, he retrieved his own laptop from the counter and began to log in.
"Hey, I wanted to know what you thought about something." Ellie was looking over her laptop. "What would you think about having Spring Break in the tropics this year, like Ellie wanted?"
"Sounds great," Eric shrugged. "It's just a shame that we haven't even gotten to Winter Break yet."
"Well, since we've gone through most of the Christmas miracles so far and we're barely into December," she laughed. "I figure, why bother letting the calendar get in the way now?" She raised her eyebrows conspiratorially.
They talked through some ideas and even looked up some spring break activities online to plan their surprise for Ellie. With as late as she regularly slept, they figured they could sneak out to set up the next morning and surprise her after lunch.
"So how did your date with Ellie go?" Cassie shut down her laptop and got up to fix a sandwich.
"It was actually pretty fun," Eric tried to sound casual. "We just ate pizza and watched Netflix."
"Did you learn anything about dating?" Cassie looked over at him curiously.
"Uh, just maybe to relax and have fun, you know?" Eric was thinking of anything else he learned that he could actually share with Cassie. "Oh and don't ask a girl to 'Netflix and chill'."
"Why not?"
"I guess it means you want to have sex?" Eric suppressed a nervous laugh.
"Huh." Cassie seemed to consider it a moment. "Good to know." She brought her sandwich to the table. "So I guess it was more fun than our date?" She didn't sound hurt or defensive.
"Well...it was just different, I guess," Eric admitted. "She just made it more...realistic for college kids I guess."
"And that's the kind of practice you want instead of fancy dinners and stuff?" She took another bite of her sandwich.
"Kinda." Eric shrugged.
"Well maybe you should go on a date with Cali tonight and you plan it this time," she suggested. "That might be good practice for both of us, don't you think?"
"Maybe...." Eric hesitated.
"What?" Cassie tilted her head.
"Well, it's just that...I don't want it to be weird." Eric his palms up.
"Why would it be weird?" Cassie seemed taken aback.
"Well, I'm not sure you can totally turn off the Cassie side and not keep interrupting to tell me what I should do different." He explained gently, trying not to hurt her feelings.
"Hmmm," Cassie rested her elbow on the table, put her chin on her palm and thought about it for a moment. "That is kind of my problem isn't it?" She kept thinking. "Hey....what if we made a bet?" she suggested.
"What kind of bet?" Eric was getting intrigued.
"Well, if I get into the character of Cali, then we both have to pretend that I'm her, right?" Eric nodded in agreement. "So if we make the bet that the first person who breaks character loses, then it would make us focus on not letting Cassie into the date, wouldn't it?"
"So how do we know who Cali is to know if you break character?"
"Good one," Cassie nodded. "Well, I think Cali wouldn't care about telling other people what to do," she held up one finger, "and she'd be much more flexible doing what others wanted to do." She held up a second. "She wouldn't act like your sister." She held up a third. "She'd try more things." She held up a fourth finger. "And she wouldn't worry about what anyone else thought," Cassie said decisively. "I think that's who Cali is."
"So if you stop being like that then you lose..." Eric started.
"And if you call me Cassie or treat me like that's who I am, then you lose." Cassie smiled. "Is it a deal?"
"What are we betting?" Eric wanted to know.
"I don't know, but it's got to be something that would discourage us from backing out very easily." Cassie thought about it. "Like a lot of money..."
"Or something really embarrassing," Eric suggested.
"Even better," Cassie agreed. "Avoiding embarrassment is actually one of the biggest motivators in human behavior."
"So what if we said the loser had to do everything the winner said for a week, no matter how embarrassing it was?" Eric suggested.
"Okay, but on two conditions," Cassie stipulated. "The embarrassment can't involve anything in the outside world, like making someone shoplift or make a video that goes on youtube, or anything like that."
"Agreed," Eric nodded. "Whatever it is stays between us."
"And the winner, if there is one, can't tell Ellie about the bet," Cassie insisted. "Or the bets over if she finds out. The bet's just between us and if Ellie finds out, she'll be making all kinds of suggestions."
"Okay," Eric nodded thoughtfully. "That makes sense. We don't tell Ellie and if nobody breaks character, then nobody loses." He stuck out his hand. "Deal."
"Deal," Cassie shook his hand. "So what are you planning for tonight?"
Eric grinned. "I'll come up with something. Cali is pretty flexible so I'm sure she'll be pretty good with it being a surprise. How about we start the date after dinner?"
Ellie woke up and rolled over to look at the clock. It was already almost 11:00 in the morning, but she was reluctant to give up the comfort of her warm bed. She lay blinking slowly as she replayed the events of the night before. As upset as she'd been waking up the morning after her encounter with Eric the night of his party, she kept waiting for the wave of guilt and shame that must surely be waiting somewhere, deep inside her, ready to wash over her at any moment.
If she had broken every promise she'd made to herself over the past few days and crossed further over the line than she could have ever imagined, she could think of no reason to have slept so soundly and to have awoken feeling so contented. Yet of all the moments that tumbled slowly through her memory as she lie still that morning, it was the thought of Eric, kissing her tenderly, right before she drifted off to sleep, as he quietly tiptoed toward her bathroom door that kept returning to the front.
Eric had crept into her room a few hours before that, after they'd finished their 'date' and gotten ready for bed. Not knowing what to expect when he slid into her bed beside her, she spent the next few hours in his arms, whispering in the dark, feeling his kisses and his hands on her body, showering her in adoration in a way that was sweeter than she could have imagined. If none of the other kisses stood out as much as that last one, it was only because he had gotten all the way to the door before he crept back, unable to leave without just one more. "In case I wake up and this was all just a dream," he said.
A dream. She smiled and curled up tighter in her covers. When her eyes opened again, it was to see Eric softly opening her door from the bathroom.