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Authors: Georgia Tsialtas
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wonder.â He laughs lightly as he teases me.
Despite my annoyance at myself and at him, I suddenly find I have this unbelievable urge to run my hand along the stubble that has appeared on his face. Slap slap slap. I mentally slap myself really hard and tell my stomach to stop doing backflips.
âHavenât been in a chatty sort of mood tonight.â Thatâs as close to an explanation as heâs going to get from me. He should be apologising to me for almost making me burn a new pair of jeans.
âWith me, right?â Smart boy. So he has picked up on my attitude. I actually thought that I was being subtle. I guess I kind of forgot my earlier oath to behave myself and this is now Godâs idea of payback.
âLook Iâm sorry, Chris, if Iâve come across as rude. Itâs just me.â I canât believe I just apologised. I canât believe how cute he looks sitting here in the dark. Now if this was a bar and he wasnât Katerinaâs koumbaro , I would definitely be putting on the charm. What the hell am I thinking?
âWell, thatâs a relief. I thought maybe I smelled or something.â He does smell, but itâs a nice smell.
Heâs grabbing my smokes. âMind if I have one?â Why is he even asking? Heâd already lit it up before the question came out. Presumptuous prick.
âItâll stunt your growth.â
God he has a sexy laugh. Okay, call in the men in white coats â I think Iâm losing my mind. I have definitely taken leave of my senses.
âYou know what, Desi?â
At this very moment I know very little. In fact IÂ feel like I know nothing. Iâll just let him continue and enlighten me with what I should know.
âIâm actually very glad that youâre here tonight.â
âWhy?â I donât know what else to say to his comment.
âWell, everyone here is either married or getting married or is under the age of ten. Nice to know Iâm not alone in the single world.â
How does he know Iâm single? For all he knows I could have a fiancé or husband and half a dozen kids packed away somewhere.
âHow can you be sure that I donât have one of those domestic lives hidden away somewhere?â What a stupid question. Katerina would have answered that question when she planned this night. She would have left no room for doubt about the status of my love life, or lack thereof.
âI asked Katerina.â
Confirmation that there have been discussions going on about me. I feel like a lamb headed off to the slaughter. Now I know how those poor lambs feel at Easter. Theyâre taken somewhere peaceful, fed up and fattened up, lulled into a false sense of security, and then out comes the butcher with the axe. I was lulled into that false sense of security by being allowed to sneak away for a few minutesâ peace, and bam, there comes Chris with his own kind of axe to chop me up and place me on a roasting spit.
âExcuse me? Did Katerina send you out here to find me as well?â Iâm angry now. But I donât really know why, which is making me even angrier. Am I angry at Katerina for orchestrating this whole thing or angry at myself for falling into her trap?
âDes, you sure are paranoid.â
Heâs mocking me. He finds this amusing.
âI came looking for you because I wanted to.â
Oh my God, stomach please settle down, please, pretty please stop fluttering like the butterfly display at the zoo. I can stay calm, take a drag of my cigarette, and appear cool. The plan backfires as I choke on the smoke.
âWhy?â I can only croak recovering from the choking. âWhy did you want to find me?â
âBecause Iâve been hassling Katerina about you ever since Stellaâs christening.â
Everything is starting to make sense now. He hassles Katerina, Katerina hassles me and suckers me into tonight. And I show up
Despite my annoyance at myself and at him, I suddenly find I have this unbelievable urge to run my hand along the stubble that has appeared on his face. Slap slap slap. I mentally slap myself really hard and tell my stomach to stop doing backflips.
âHavenât been in a chatty sort of mood tonight.â Thatâs as close to an explanation as heâs going to get from me. He should be apologising to me for almost making me burn a new pair of jeans.
âWith me, right?â Smart boy. So he has picked up on my attitude. I actually thought that I was being subtle. I guess I kind of forgot my earlier oath to behave myself and this is now Godâs idea of payback.
âLook Iâm sorry, Chris, if Iâve come across as rude. Itâs just me.â I canât believe I just apologised. I canât believe how cute he looks sitting here in the dark. Now if this was a bar and he wasnât Katerinaâs koumbaro , I would definitely be putting on the charm. What the hell am I thinking?
âWell, thatâs a relief. I thought maybe I smelled or something.â He does smell, but itâs a nice smell.
Heâs grabbing my smokes. âMind if I have one?â Why is he even asking? Heâd already lit it up before the question came out. Presumptuous prick.
âItâll stunt your growth.â
God he has a sexy laugh. Okay, call in the men in white coats â I think Iâm losing my mind. I have definitely taken leave of my senses.
âYou know what, Desi?â
At this very moment I know very little. In fact IÂ feel like I know nothing. Iâll just let him continue and enlighten me with what I should know.
âIâm actually very glad that youâre here tonight.â
âWhy?â I donât know what else to say to his comment.
âWell, everyone here is either married or getting married or is under the age of ten. Nice to know Iâm not alone in the single world.â
How does he know Iâm single? For all he knows I could have a fiancé or husband and half a dozen kids packed away somewhere.
âHow can you be sure that I donât have one of those domestic lives hidden away somewhere?â What a stupid question. Katerina would have answered that question when she planned this night. She would have left no room for doubt about the status of my love life, or lack thereof.
âI asked Katerina.â
Confirmation that there have been discussions going on about me. I feel like a lamb headed off to the slaughter. Now I know how those poor lambs feel at Easter. Theyâre taken somewhere peaceful, fed up and fattened up, lulled into a false sense of security, and then out comes the butcher with the axe. I was lulled into that false sense of security by being allowed to sneak away for a few minutesâ peace, and bam, there comes Chris with his own kind of axe to chop me up and place me on a roasting spit.
âExcuse me? Did Katerina send you out here to find me as well?â Iâm angry now. But I donât really know why, which is making me even angrier. Am I angry at Katerina for orchestrating this whole thing or angry at myself for falling into her trap?
âDes, you sure are paranoid.â
Heâs mocking me. He finds this amusing.
âI came looking for you because I wanted to.â
Oh my God, stomach please settle down, please, pretty please stop fluttering like the butterfly display at the zoo. I can stay calm, take a drag of my cigarette, and appear cool. The plan backfires as I choke on the smoke.
âWhy?â I can only croak recovering from the choking. âWhy did you want to find me?â
âBecause Iâve been hassling Katerina about you ever since Stellaâs christening.â
Everything is starting to make sense now. He hassles Katerina, Katerina hassles me and suckers me into tonight. And I show up
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