Avoiding Commitment (Avoiding #1)(12)

Lexi snatched a piece of the sweet pink cloud and stuck it in her mouth as they walked towards the Ferris wheel. The sticky goodness dissolved almost instantly leaving a trail of sugar across her lips. Jack's eyes had zeroed in on her plumped lips. She licked them experimentally tasting a mixture of her lip gloss and pure sugar. "You're such a mess," he said indicating where she had missed a spot. She just giggled.

The Ferris wheel line had already begun to wrap around the edge of the giant machine. The two placed themselves at the back of the line and continued their conversation. "What's your major?" he asked plopping a piece of the cotton candy into his own mouth.

"As of today, I'm undecided," she proclaimed cheerfully.

"An indecisive one. I like it."

"I'm not indecisive. Just open-minded."

"Well, I'm Pre-Business likely going to the accounting route. Not so sure though."

Lexi wrinkled her nose. "Eww."

His laughed boomed out of him. "Yeah. I don't much like it either, but it's what I'm good at."

"At least there are a lot of jobs out there for you. Not much a person can do while being undecided and what I really want to do has only a few more jobs than that," she said shrugging her shoulders helplessly.

"And what is that? What do you really want to do?" he asked giving her a very serious meaningful look.

Lexi considered not telling him for an instant then gave in. "Gymnastics." Her eyes glazed over at the thought of being able to fly through the air; jumping effortlessly from a spring board; weather-worn calluses coating her hands from the uneven bars.

"That's awesome. Have you talked to the Gymnastics Team here? If you like it so much, you should try out," he said enthusiastically.

She shook herself out of her cloudy visions. "No."

"Why not?"

"You don't just try out for the Gymnastics Team here. They are amazing. If they don't recruit you, then you have no chance. No walk-ons. Nothing."

"How do you know that? Were you recruited?"

"No, I wasn't," she said a bit sharper than she had intended, the bitterness sneaking into her voice.

He began speaking as if she hadn't snapped at him for such a simple question, "Oh, well, I know one of the gymnasts. I bet she could talk to the coach. Even if you can't be on the team, you could probably practice with them." The glance she gave to him was as if she were approaching a Martian. "Ok, maybe not," he said raising his eyebrows and taking another bite of the cotton candy to prevent himself from speaking again.

"Even if I could get to talk with the coach, there would be no way she would let me practice with them," she stated matter-of-factly.

"Never know until you try," he said swallowing the remaining bit. "Here we are." Jack handed the lady four orange tickets, and ushered Lexi into a big swinging yellow bucket with the number twenty-five plastered against the back.

Lexi felt weightless as the machine cranked them around in an endless circle. They rotated three or four times, Jack shaking their bucket back and forth until he rattled the whole ride; some large girl with too tight jeans and way too tight shirt threatening him the whole time. "Calm down," she said putting her hand on his knee. "We don't want to get kicked off."

"I know the guy who's running it. No way we'll get kicked off," he said throwing his arm across the back of the bucket seat, but stopping nonetheless.

As they made their final rotation, the ride crawled to a stop leaving Jack and Lexi on the very top of the ride looking out across the open fields. Jack's arm fell from the seat back and landed gingerly across her shoulders. She allowed him to pull her into him, her head falling into place against his chest. She fit perfectly in the place between his shoulder and neck. She sighed contentedly gazing out across the onyx night sky filled with twinkling white stars burning in the distance.

They spent the next several hours perusing the carnival life. He even won her a huge teddy bear from a darts game. She held it tightly as they made their way towards the exit with the rest of the crowd. A plump associate stuffed two t-shirts in their hands as they stepped across the threshold. The distance back to the dorm felt like only seconds compared to earlier in the evening. Jack skidded to a halt in front of the hill that led up to the dorm entrance.

"Do you want me to park and walk you up?" he asked pressing his warning blinkers on again.

"No, not necessary. I'm a big girl." Lexi winked at him playfully. "I think I can handle it," she said grabbing her purse from the floor and raising it to her shoulder. With shirt and bear in hand, she popped the door open and made to leave.

"Hey wait," he said putting the car in park and darting around to the other side.

He reached her; immediately pulling her into him. She slid her arms up around his neck feeling him press her against him. He picked her up letting her legs dangle when he stood up straight. "I hope you don't mind, but I couldn't leave without a hug from you," he said squeezing her a little tighter.

"Oh no," she breathed getting doe-eyed, "I don't mind at all."

After Jack placed her back on her feet, she stared dreamily up into his eyes. He bent down planting a light kiss on her cheek before straightening up once again and making his way back to the driver's side. Lexi waved as he barreled down the road leaving her standing there breathless.