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disappointed, I thought that you were a different person than this. Have a nice nap.
-Ariel
It didn’t sound too sad or sappy did it? It did sound a little final, but maybe it should. She really had no one to ask and Sean wasn’t so great when it came to relationship advice. It did sound a little bitchy and angry and she had a feeling she would regret that later on, but for now, she felt validated in her feelings and wasn’t about to change a word of what she had written. For as mad and hurt as she had been he was lucky the note was as civil as it was. She decided not to dwell on it for too much longer. She hit send and it went to his work email address. Finishing up her before work routine she ironed her uniform and got dressed. That night at work was busy, but not too bad. Ariel took a break near the end of her shift and went to sit outside on a bench getting some fresh air. Frank, an older guy who was a night security guard was out there smoking and he came to sit with her. They chatted about the Tampa Bay Rays baseball team, not that she had a great interest but Frank spent most work day driving around in the hospital security truck and listening to the play by play for his favorite team. She felt a little refreshed when she went back in and the rest of her shift flew by.
Arriving at home around 2:30am she saw that Sean had left the light on for her over the front door. It was nice to have a thoughtful roommate. Bruno was at the door with his tail wagging away. Maybe it was silly of her to even be interested in a guy, she had a nice place to live, a dog who loved her and a supportive family, did she really need the drama and stress of adding in an unknown? Especially one who was a jerk sometimes and then a great guy the others? The thing was, after her ex she just hadn’t met anyone that had made her feel the way that John did. He was confident and sure of himself, and safe. It just made her feel protected and happy and incredibly turned on to be with him. But obviously he was much more interested in getting drunk with his friends then even making it to their dates. She had vowed all day and on the way home not to check her email right away, maybe in the morning. Her curiosity got the best of her and she went to her room like a moth to the flame to check, just to see if he had written her. His response was sitting in her inbox.
Ariel-
Can we talk? Give me a call when you get home.
John
At least he wanted to speak with her to talk about it, but still, did she even want to bother? She had heard from her female friends how guys could be great at saying the right thing but not sincere about what they were saying. How was she going to know if he was full of shit or not? She didn’t have much if anything to compare this to. This was all so confusing. Should she call or just let it go? As much as she wanted to let him sweat she also really wanted to talk to him, to be with him. She picked up her cell phone and just made the decision that she was going to call him. This was it. The phone rang a few times and went to his voicemail, it was after 3am so she couldn’t be mad at him but she was the one who was going to have to stew on it now. A few moments later a text came through.
“I’m outside, will you come out? I’m in my truck I thought we’d ride up to the beach and talk for a bit.”
That was interesting and a bit romantic, if she hadn’t been upset with him. Leaving a note for Sean telling him where she was on the k itchen island she went out and saw John’s large truck at her curb. She was wearing pajamas again, a tank top with a sports bra and some comfortable pants she often wore to the gym. She opened the door to the truck and climbed up into the seat.
“Hi.” He said.
“Hi.”
“I’m glad you came
-Ariel
It didn’t sound too sad or sappy did it? It did sound a little final, but maybe it should. She really had no one to ask and Sean wasn’t so great when it came to relationship advice. It did sound a little bitchy and angry and she had a feeling she would regret that later on, but for now, she felt validated in her feelings and wasn’t about to change a word of what she had written. For as mad and hurt as she had been he was lucky the note was as civil as it was. She decided not to dwell on it for too much longer. She hit send and it went to his work email address. Finishing up her before work routine she ironed her uniform and got dressed. That night at work was busy, but not too bad. Ariel took a break near the end of her shift and went to sit outside on a bench getting some fresh air. Frank, an older guy who was a night security guard was out there smoking and he came to sit with her. They chatted about the Tampa Bay Rays baseball team, not that she had a great interest but Frank spent most work day driving around in the hospital security truck and listening to the play by play for his favorite team. She felt a little refreshed when she went back in and the rest of her shift flew by.
Arriving at home around 2:30am she saw that Sean had left the light on for her over the front door. It was nice to have a thoughtful roommate. Bruno was at the door with his tail wagging away. Maybe it was silly of her to even be interested in a guy, she had a nice place to live, a dog who loved her and a supportive family, did she really need the drama and stress of adding in an unknown? Especially one who was a jerk sometimes and then a great guy the others? The thing was, after her ex she just hadn’t met anyone that had made her feel the way that John did. He was confident and sure of himself, and safe. It just made her feel protected and happy and incredibly turned on to be with him. But obviously he was much more interested in getting drunk with his friends then even making it to their dates. She had vowed all day and on the way home not to check her email right away, maybe in the morning. Her curiosity got the best of her and she went to her room like a moth to the flame to check, just to see if he had written her. His response was sitting in her inbox.
Ariel-
Can we talk? Give me a call when you get home.
John
At least he wanted to speak with her to talk about it, but still, did she even want to bother? She had heard from her female friends how guys could be great at saying the right thing but not sincere about what they were saying. How was she going to know if he was full of shit or not? She didn’t have much if anything to compare this to. This was all so confusing. Should she call or just let it go? As much as she wanted to let him sweat she also really wanted to talk to him, to be with him. She picked up her cell phone and just made the decision that she was going to call him. This was it. The phone rang a few times and went to his voicemail, it was after 3am so she couldn’t be mad at him but she was the one who was going to have to stew on it now. A few moments later a text came through.
“I’m outside, will you come out? I’m in my truck I thought we’d ride up to the beach and talk for a bit.”
That was interesting and a bit romantic, if she hadn’t been upset with him. Leaving a note for Sean telling him where she was on the k itchen island she went out and saw John’s large truck at her curb. She was wearing pajamas again, a tank top with a sports bra and some comfortable pants she often wore to the gym. She opened the door to the truck and climbed up into the seat.
“Hi.” He said.
“Hi.”
“I’m glad you came
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