we were going to be working more
closely.
Later that day, I was still thinking
about work when I pulled into the apartment parking lot. How would I
decorate my desk? Pictures of my pets, for sure. It was silly to be
so excited about a temporary promotion, but it was the only thing that had
happened for me since college ended, so I was going to enjoy it. I jogged
up the stairs wondering whether or not I should make a trip to Office Depot
this weekend and buy a new pencil cup when I noticed a paper sack outside my
door with a note on it.
I picked it up, wondering whom it could
be from. Who did I even know? When I saw the name on the bottom of
the note I smiled. It read:
Marissa,
My sister doesn’t come to visit me that
often. I’m sure this will go to better use in your apartment.
Enjoy!
Kieran
I opened the bag. It was the box of
blackberry sage tea. A soft smile spread across my face. He was
sweet. I thought again of his arms wrapped around me during the storm,
and how good it felt leaning into him. Yes, he was so sweet, and he also was
very attractive. He seemed fun, too, and I liked being around him.
I didn’t know if he wanted anything more from me than friendship, but that was okay.
Of course, I wouldn’t mind it if he did.
Chapter 8
Kieran
I was stepping out of the apartment to
get a bite to eat when I saw Marissa at the top of the stairs.
“Hey,” we said in unison.
She bit her lip and smiled. “I got
your tea. Thank you.”
“You’re welcome.” I smiled
softly. “Heading out?”
It was a stupid question. Obviously
she was.
“Yeah, I was just going to get some
food.”
“Alone?”
“Yeah.”
“Do you want to go together?”
She hesitated for a moment before saying,
“Yeah, sure.”
I followed her down to the parking
lot. “I’ll drive,” I said, unlocking my car and opening the door for her
before she could protest, silently thanking myself for using the free vacuums
at the carwash last week.
She slid in and I shut the door softly
behind her. After I pulled out of the lot I asked her where she was heading.
“That little grocery store down the
street..”
“Oh?” Oh, crap . When
she said food she meant she was going grocery shopping. I felt like an
idiot. I thought she meant she was going out to a restaurant. I didn’t
mean to delay her shopping trip. “I’m sorry.”
“Don’t be. I was just going to get
one of those prepackaged salads. They’re not that great.”
Oh, okay. She was just getting lunch.
I sighed, relieved, then hoped she didn’t notice.
“Where were you headed?” she asked.
“This little coffee shop, Kelly’s Place.
It’s a hole in the wall, but they have great turkey sandwiches.”
“I could go for a turkey sandwich,” she
said.
“I was hoping you would say that.”
A wide smile made it’s way across my face.
We rode in silence, but not an
uncomfortable one.
When we walked inside the small space,
Marissa went to find a table and I went up to the counter to order.
“Two turkey and cheddar Panini’s, a
regular coffee, and…” I thought. I should’ve asked her what she wanted to
drink. Then I remembered. “A large sweet tea.”
I paid the cashier and took the beverages
and the number he handed me. Marissa came up behind me just as I was
turning around. I handed her the tea.
“Aw, you didn’t have to get mine.”
“I asked you to come.” I shrugged.
“Thank you.” A small smile lit her
face and I was just glad she was there with me. I’d told myself I’d keep
my distance, but I couldn’t seem to listen to myself. That smile was
worth breaking the rules, if only for a little while.
I followed her to a small table in the
corner.
“Is this okay?” she asked.
“Perfect.” Just like you .
I sat down and took a large gulp of
coffee. It was still kind of hot, but I needed it.
“So, do you
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