Turning point | Sean and Kaycee

14- You know what would worry me?

"This stuff is so good, I'm about to cry."

Sean picked up another generous piece of the moussaka we were sharing and shove it in his mouth, consequently emitting weird sounds of appreciation. I had to admit his satisfied face was the most entertaining thing in the whole restaurant.

As planned, after our class at the Dark Horse Studio we went out to dinner together. Since we were pretty hungry we decided to stay close to the complex, where Sean had left his car parked, and grab something in a nearby restaurant instead of heading back home and wait more than half an hour to eat.

Therefore, after a quick search on Google, we discovered a greek restaurant only two blocks away and didn't think twice.

Judging by Sean's ecstatic reactions to the food they brought us so far, we made the right choice.

"You should try it, come on! It tastes amazing." he reiterated, collecting some other moussaka on his fork and lifting it to my mouth so that I could try it.

I hesitated, looking between his eyes and the fork several times before finally deciding to ignore the tingling sensation in my chest and taste the food.

Well, he was right, it was delicious.

"I can see why you wanted to try greek food so bad..." I said once I had swallowed, remembering all the times he mentioned that over the past weeks.

"It's all because of this documentary I've seen about Greece and it's culture..."

The waiter left another dish on our table, some pork skewers he called souvlaki, while Sean kept talking about how much he wanted to visit Greece one day and all the places he wanted to see.

"We should go, someday." He said after a while, putting it out there like it was nothing. "You and me on a trip."

I think I flushed hard.

Actually, I was sure I did. But somehow, between a sip of water and the other, I managed to respond with a 'yeah, maybe one day' that could easily win most awkward sentence of all time.

After we danced Lost in Japan, earlier today, things between us have worked out pretty well. Miss Blackwell was impressed by our performance, and that alone was an amazing achievement. Boy, she was even smiling!

Sean and Jesse didn't talk for the rest of the lesson, but that was probably for the best. Only when Jesse came to congratulate me, Sean thanked him politely.

Nothing crazy, I know, but at least they didn't kill each other. And also Sean's mood had improved, so I was very satisfied with how it all ended.

Therefore this thing about Greece and possibly going together brought back my awkwardness and my tension for the first time since we left the studio.

My reaction, though, didn't affect Sean that much. He naively smiled, ignoring my burning face, and reached for the dessert, one with a really long and difficult name.

As we had done with all the food, we shared this last dish too. And luckily for my sanity he changed the subject.

"I've met Kylie the other day, did she tell you?"

I shook my head. "Where did you meet her?"

He sunk the spoon into the cake and slowly tasted it, answering me with his mouth still half full. "Oddly enough, at the supermarket."