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This guy ran hot and cold! I was in a daze watching him lick the whip cream…..Oh…my….God, I’m in trouble.
I leaned in closer to him. “What was that?” I asked in a hushed voice but with an edge of anger.
“I, I don’t know. It’s like I couldn’t help myself.” He signed and looked down. “I’ve never done anything like that before. I would have never even dared to. I don’t know what it is about you that makes me do things and say things I would never and have never done.” He glanced up at me. “I know that’s no excuse. I’m sorry.”
I didn’t know what to say so I just sat there and lifted my cup back to my lips as I licked the rest of the whip cream from my lips.
“Please don’t lick your lips like that,” Ozias said in a strained voice.
I knew then that there was no way to stop this, whatever this was, we both were feeling. We had some kind of amazing but confusing and frustrated connection. If this was a man I’d never see again, I’d just let it go, but he lived right next door. I had to handle this now.
“Ozias, do you know why my aunt willed me her co-op or did you even know that she had?” His shocked expression told me this was not what he was expecting me to say, but I needed to change the subject fast.
Charles came to the table with our food right then and I think Ozias felt relieved. We both were quiet for several minutes as we started to eat. The omelet was wonderful and I realized how hungry I really was. Yes, eating was a good distraction from the heavy feelings I was having.
Ozias wiped his mouth after finishing his omelet and started to speak. “No, I didn’t and don’t know why Claire willed you her co-op. I know she had been married once but I don’t even know the man’s name, she just called him “her late husband”, and she rarely spoke about him. I know she didn’t have children, so I assumed since she passed so suddenly that either she had named someone in her will, a local friend, or that she gave the board permission to sell it. I know she willed her possessions to charity so that wouldn’t have surprised me. I’ll be honest though, the last thing I would have thought was that she willed it to family. I’m sure it’s hard to hear, but she never spoke of you, of any of her family, I mean, I knew you existed but never any details or names. The few trips she took to see family she seemed forlorn and nervous to go.” He looked regretful to say those word to me.
“Forlorn and nervous? I never would have thought that. Yes, she rarely visited, but when she was there she was smiling and laughing, full of energy. She’d do scavenger hunts with my brothers and me and take us to fun and interesting places. She was exciting. My parents owned a small restaurant so they worked all the time. They were wonderful people, but very busy people.”
“I didn’t mean to make you think she didn’t want to see you. I’m just telling you what she was like to me. She would stay gone for weeks and come home and sleep for days. Then she’d appear out of nowhere and ask me if I wanted to get pizza and watch a movie or go walk in the park. We talked about mundane things and she asked me about my life, or lack thereof, but if I asked her personal questions she’d change the subject. My only aunt is about Claire’s age but she’s snobby and the most unpleasant person. Claire was fun and like the aunt mine wasn’t. Ozias really did miss my aunt and it was wrong, but I felt jealous.
“Do you know what year she moved in to the co-op? I know she lived in some mansion with her late husband. I never met him. I believe he was her boss for years. I think his name was Howard, I
I leaned in closer to him. “What was that?” I asked in a hushed voice but with an edge of anger.
“I, I don’t know. It’s like I couldn’t help myself.” He signed and looked down. “I’ve never done anything like that before. I would have never even dared to. I don’t know what it is about you that makes me do things and say things I would never and have never done.” He glanced up at me. “I know that’s no excuse. I’m sorry.”
I didn’t know what to say so I just sat there and lifted my cup back to my lips as I licked the rest of the whip cream from my lips.
“Please don’t lick your lips like that,” Ozias said in a strained voice.
I knew then that there was no way to stop this, whatever this was, we both were feeling. We had some kind of amazing but confusing and frustrated connection. If this was a man I’d never see again, I’d just let it go, but he lived right next door. I had to handle this now.
“Ozias, do you know why my aunt willed me her co-op or did you even know that she had?” His shocked expression told me this was not what he was expecting me to say, but I needed to change the subject fast.
Charles came to the table with our food right then and I think Ozias felt relieved. We both were quiet for several minutes as we started to eat. The omelet was wonderful and I realized how hungry I really was. Yes, eating was a good distraction from the heavy feelings I was having.
Ozias wiped his mouth after finishing his omelet and started to speak. “No, I didn’t and don’t know why Claire willed you her co-op. I know she had been married once but I don’t even know the man’s name, she just called him “her late husband”, and she rarely spoke about him. I know she didn’t have children, so I assumed since she passed so suddenly that either she had named someone in her will, a local friend, or that she gave the board permission to sell it. I know she willed her possessions to charity so that wouldn’t have surprised me. I’ll be honest though, the last thing I would have thought was that she willed it to family. I’m sure it’s hard to hear, but she never spoke of you, of any of her family, I mean, I knew you existed but never any details or names. The few trips she took to see family she seemed forlorn and nervous to go.” He looked regretful to say those word to me.
“Forlorn and nervous? I never would have thought that. Yes, she rarely visited, but when she was there she was smiling and laughing, full of energy. She’d do scavenger hunts with my brothers and me and take us to fun and interesting places. She was exciting. My parents owned a small restaurant so they worked all the time. They were wonderful people, but very busy people.”
“I didn’t mean to make you think she didn’t want to see you. I’m just telling you what she was like to me. She would stay gone for weeks and come home and sleep for days. Then she’d appear out of nowhere and ask me if I wanted to get pizza and watch a movie or go walk in the park. We talked about mundane things and she asked me about my life, or lack thereof, but if I asked her personal questions she’d change the subject. My only aunt is about Claire’s age but she’s snobby and the most unpleasant person. Claire was fun and like the aunt mine wasn’t. Ozias really did miss my aunt and it was wrong, but I felt jealous.
“Do you know what year she moved in to the co-op? I know she lived in some mansion with her late husband. I never met him. I believe he was her boss for years. I think his name was Howard, I
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