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“Pfft! Bullshit.”
He laughs. “I’m serious!”
“Do not think that I won’t tuck and roll out of this car while it’s moving,” I warn.
“Are you always this suspicious of men that show interest in you?”
His question brings me pause. “Yes,” I answer, unable to hold it back.
“Honestly…” His chuckle falls. “It kinda… pissed me off when he told me to stay away from you.”
“Really?”
“Yeah. He told you to stay away from us, right?” he asks. “I dare you to say that your first instinct wasn’t to go jump the bones of the first one of us you could find.”
I smile. “Maybe a little.”
He looks straight ahead, the edge of his lips twitching slightly in satisfaction while I glance out the window beside me.
“Junior, where exactly are you taking me? We just passed a damn farm.”
“Patience, woman.”
“If you’re planning on murdering me, I’m gonna go ahead and warn you that I am highly trained in many forms of stage combat.”
“Stage combat?”he laughs. “Uh-oh… better gird my loins.”
“Damn right.”
We enter a small town off the highway and by small, I mean small.
“Oh, I get it,” I joke. “You’re not going to kill me, but the children of the corn will. Okay.”
He says nothing but he fires a sly glance at me from the corner of his eyes before turning off the road into a parking lot. It’s more populated than any other area of the town and my shoulders grow a little tense.
Junior turns the car off. “Also, I forgot to ask… Do you like pizza?”
“Yes,” I answer. “I like pizza.”
“How about skeeball?”
“Skeeball?”
He nods. “Yeah, skeeball.”
“I hold no strong feelings about it in either direction.”
“Good.” He unbuckles his seatbelt. “Let’s go have some fun.”
While the outside looks old and worn, the inside is full of color and life. Arcade games line three whole walls, leaving a counter on the fourth wall for people to order food and drinks or exchange tickets for prizes. I glance around, spotting multiple families sitting around with children racing back and forth between parents and machines to gather quarters to play.
“Hey, Junior!”
The old man behind the counter shouts his name and Junior beams. “Hey, Frank!”
“Where’s Maggie tonight?”
Junior shrugs. “No idea.”
