While we watched the band, I began to rub her thigh lightly with my finger tips, and occasionally gave her that look telling her that something was going to happen eventually.  After what seemed like forever, her friends were ready to go home.  Not having a car, I figured that we would hook up later.

"So how are you getting home?", I asked them.

"I drove", Mia said. "Do you need a ride?"

I just smiled stupidly and gave her a little nod while locking my eyes with hers.  "What?", she asked.  "Wait....shut up...you are gross!" she laughed.

Her friends just looked at one another and giggled.

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