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Dale took my hand, swinging it as we walked into the park.
“Don’t we have to pay?” I asked as he strolled past the line of people waiting to get in.
“Oh yeah.” Dale reached under his t-shirt and pulled out a laminated card on a lanyard. Then he reached into his back pocket, producing another one to hang around my neck. “Your key to the kingdom, princess.”
“I already found my prince, remember?” I kissed him, intending for it just to be a quick, sweet kiss, but his hands moved to my lower back and I wrapped my arms around his neck and suddenly we were really kissing, completely lost, the world around us melting away.
“Ewwwwwwwwww they’re KISSing!” a little voice piped up beside us and I looked down to see a kid about five, curly blond hair and big, blue-eyes, pointing at us.
“Cody, that’s not nice. Come on over here.” His mother, carrying a toddler on her hip and pushing a stroller with a newborn in it, tried to pull him away, but her hands were rather full.
“You’ll chance your mind some day, kid,” Dale said, giving him a wink. I smiled at the mom, who smiled back. I wondered where her husband was—who would go to Disney alone with three kids under five?
“I will not!” he scoffed.
“Don’t you think Cinderella is pretty?” I teased.
He hesitated, frowning. “A little.”
“What about Sleeping Beauty?” Dale inquired
Cody’s face lit up. “I like her!”
“We found his type,” Dale said to me in a low voice. I laughed.
“If Sleeping Beauty wouldn’t wake up unless you kissed her… would you do it?” Dale asked.
Cody made a face. We’d clearly stumped him. He didn’t like kissing, but clearly he did like being the hero.
“Yes,” he said finally, with a very dramatic sigh. “But it was be a very fast kiss! Not like you guys. Ewwwwwww!”
We were back to “ewwwwww.”
“Good man.” Dale held out his hand for high-five and Cody gave him one. “See you around.”
“We’re going to the Haunted Mansion!” Cody exclaimed, his blue eyes even bluer when they opened wide like that.
“Are you gonna be scared?” Dale asked.
Cody hesitated, just a beat. “A little.”
“You gonna do it anyway?”
“Yes.”
“Good man!” Another high five. Dale put his hand next to his mouth, leaning in toward Cody, pretending to tell him a secret. “I’m going to take her through the Haunted Mansion. She’s going to be so scared, she’ll jump right in my lap.”
“Are you going to kiss her?” Cody whispered, looking over at me, speculative.
“Yep.”
“Good man!” Cody exclaimed, holding up his little hand for a high-five. I couldn’t help laughing as Dale gave him one.
“You’re not molesting me in the Haunted Mansion,” I informed him as we waved goodbye to Cody and his mom—who had been so busy with the fussy baby in the stroller the whole time, I don’t think she’d heard much of our conversation. I wondered what Cody was going to ask that night, as his mom tucked him into bed, about girls and kissing.
“The hell I’m not,” Dale countered, slapping my behind as we walked through the front gates with our passes. I felt the stares—and glares—of everyone in line. I was beginning to learn that having a rock star boyfriend did have its advantages.
He was true to his word. I was groped in the Haunted Mansion, on the Small World ride, in front of the Wizard of Oz animatronics, on the monorail and in front of the aquarium. We took our own sky cab and rode it over everything and made out for at least half the ride. There were fountains that shot streams of water over the sidewalks, from one fountain to the other. We got soaked standing in front of them, laughing like idiots the whole time.
