I grin. “You’ll like what I’ve been thinking about. I love you taking me on dates, but it’s time for me to take you out. I’m breaking up our routine a bit, only because it’s not really a re-creation date. I’ll leave those to you, but it is something I’ve always wanted to do and you’re the perfect person to do it with.”
“And that would be what exactly?”
“You’ll find out. Go get ready.”
She hurries to go do that and I make a phone call to make sure part two of our date is still a go. Thirty minutes later, Avery comes down the stairs, all ready to go. On the drive there, she fills me in on a few changes in my schedule and more about her day. I finally park at the movie theater and glance at a confused Avery.
“You’ve been to the movies before, Jax, and you’ve been before with me.”
“I know. Just c’mon.”
We make our way inside, standing back to see what movies are playing. The lobby is bustling with people, so I have Avery standing in front of me with my arms around her waist.
“Which movie has been out the longest?” I ask her.
“Um.” She looks them over and tells me it’s some action movie, but that it hasn’t been a very popular movie.
“Perfect.”
Avery opens her mouth to say something, but changes her mind as we buy our tickets and go to the correct theater. Luckily, the showing time is in ten minutes and when we walk in, there are only a handful of people already in there, most in the middle. I lead Avery all the way to the empty top row.
Only three more people make their way in and they sit down at the bottom.
It takes twenty minutes into the movie before Avery leans over to whisper.
“Jax, I’m not complaining, I swear, but I’m just wondering how this is doing what you said?”
I grin and whisper back, “I never got the chance to make-out during a movie when I was a teenager.”
The playfulness in her eyes doesn't match her words. “We’re adults and we’ll get kicked out.”
“By whom? No one is even five rows ahead of us. C’mon, Avery.” I take her hand and kiss the corner of her mouth. “Kiss your husband. Help him cross this off his bucket list.”
She tries not to laugh, but she can’t hold in a giggle. “Your bucket list, really, Jax?” Avery says as I kiss the other corner.
“Mmm. Come sit with me.” I tug on her hand; her half-hearted protest of my name is almost laughable as she sits sideways in my lap.
“Is this really on your bucket list?” she asks as I grip her hips.
“I’ll make an actual list when we get home, write it up there, and then cross it off if you want me to.” I grin before kissing her, practically innocently at first. But when Avery wraps her arms around my neck and opens her mouth to me, I’m a goner. She kisses me harder when my hands slip underneath her shirt, but stay on her hips.
Avery jumps with the sound of a loud explosion coming from the speakers all around us. She laughs and I chuckle at having already made her forget where she was. She wiggles in my lap to get more comfortable as she starts to kiss me again.
“Pretty sure this is more like a fantasy, not a bucket list item,” she mumbles.
“Mmm. Well, if this is a fantasy,” I trail off, letting my knuckles brush over her stomach just above her jeans.
A light flashes on us and Avery freezes. I try not to laugh when we see a teenager dressed in the uniform for this place, aiming a flashlight at us. He almost looks as horrified as Avery does at us being caught.
“I… I…” he starts before stumbling a, “Sorry, but-”
“We know,” I interrupt him. “Sorry. We’ll behave,” I try not to laugh as Avery moves back to her seat. The kid nods and goes back down the stairs, glancing down every row. It’s not until he leaves the room that Avery looks over to me with a smile.
“Happy?”
“More than you know,” I reply, giving her a quick kiss before we watch the rest of the crappy movie. Afterward, Avery notices we’re not head home, so when she glances at me, I say, “There’s a part two.”
“Okay.”