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me.
Breathing in and out, I cleared my mind.
This is why I needed my run. It kept me grounded and kept my mind from going foggy.
After finishing my ten laps, I stopped to put my hands on my knees and catch a breath. I hadn’t realized how much faster I was running until I stopped.
I checked my pulse and then decided to slow myself down and walk to Buzzy’s.
I saw Blake parking as I got towards the front of the coffee shop. I smiled and waited on him to join me.
He smiled shyly when he saw me, then walked over and leaned in to give me a soft kiss.
“Good morning, beautiful,” he said softly.
“Good morning,” I breathed.
We smiled at each other and walked in, hand in hand.
After we ordered and got our coffee, I added my cream and sugar and we took a seat by the window.
“So, what’s on your agenda today, Mr. Venue Owner?” I asked coyly.
He snickered. “Well, when I’m done having coffee with this beautiful lady I’m seeing, I’m heading to Shine to get some work done and meet with a new band. And when I’m done I’m hoping I can take said beautiful lady out to dinner.”
I smiled as I sipped my coffee. “She sounds like a lucky girl. She’d be pretty dumb to turn down a dinner invitation.”
He ran his thumb along my knuckles and smiled. “So what’s on your agenda today?”
“Well, when I’m done having coffee with this handsome fellow I’m seeing, I’m going to go work on some designs for his business. Then I’m going to blog for a while, and have an interesting afternoon planned that includes a riveting biography on Louis Pasteur. Apparently my guy wants to take me to dinner so I suppose I can squeeze him in there somewhere.” I winked at him playfully.
His eyes sparkled. “Sounds like a lucky guy.”
“Mmm, I definitely think that I’m the lucky one in this situation,” I responded coyly.
We talked and sipped coffee for about an hour before walking outside so Blake could head to Shine and I could go home to get my work done.
He ran his thumb along my bottom lip before swooping in for a quick kiss.
“Bye, beautiful girl. I’ll text you when I wrap up at work.”
I nodded, eyes still closed, “Mmhm. I’ll email you my designs as soon as I finish up.”
We said our final goodbyes before he got in his car to leave. I stuck my headphones back in my ears, letting Sia get me through the rest of my run home.
I opened the door and dropped my shoes in the basket and glanced around, realizing that Lily wasn’t home. I checked the mail on the side table, plucked out a few bills, and then made my way upstairs.
I walked in the bathroom to turn on the water for my shower, opened up my wardrobe to pull out a maxi dress, then proceeded to take off my running clothes and step into the shower.
I put my hands on the wall of the shower and let the hot water run down my back. I started contemplating my flashback episode last night and remembered the first time that happened after coming home to my dad.
It had been my dad’s gardner. He didn’t even really look that much like my attacker. The only thing they had in common was that his hair was stuck to the side of his face.
I had a total blackout breakdown. When my dad found me I was hiding in the corner of the storage shed outside, rocking back andforth and chanting in Hindi. When he had reached his hand out for me, I slapped his hand away and screamed.
He finally picked me up and carried me in the house and I went into shock. He had the maid give me a bath because I wouldn’t let him help me with my clothes, so he thought if he had tried to bathe me I would lose it. He was probably right.
For two days after that I just sat perched in my rocking chair by my window and stared outside.
The third day I finally came out of it and was able to go on as if nothing had happened.
I shook my head thinking about it, and remembering Blake’s words.
“Your dad sounds like a good guy. ”
Oh, Blake had no idea.
I finished scrubbing off
Breathing in and out, I cleared my mind.
This is why I needed my run. It kept me grounded and kept my mind from going foggy.
After finishing my ten laps, I stopped to put my hands on my knees and catch a breath. I hadn’t realized how much faster I was running until I stopped.
I checked my pulse and then decided to slow myself down and walk to Buzzy’s.
I saw Blake parking as I got towards the front of the coffee shop. I smiled and waited on him to join me.
He smiled shyly when he saw me, then walked over and leaned in to give me a soft kiss.
“Good morning, beautiful,” he said softly.
“Good morning,” I breathed.
We smiled at each other and walked in, hand in hand.
After we ordered and got our coffee, I added my cream and sugar and we took a seat by the window.
“So, what’s on your agenda today, Mr. Venue Owner?” I asked coyly.
He snickered. “Well, when I’m done having coffee with this beautiful lady I’m seeing, I’m heading to Shine to get some work done and meet with a new band. And when I’m done I’m hoping I can take said beautiful lady out to dinner.”
I smiled as I sipped my coffee. “She sounds like a lucky girl. She’d be pretty dumb to turn down a dinner invitation.”
He ran his thumb along my knuckles and smiled. “So what’s on your agenda today?”
“Well, when I’m done having coffee with this handsome fellow I’m seeing, I’m going to go work on some designs for his business. Then I’m going to blog for a while, and have an interesting afternoon planned that includes a riveting biography on Louis Pasteur. Apparently my guy wants to take me to dinner so I suppose I can squeeze him in there somewhere.” I winked at him playfully.
His eyes sparkled. “Sounds like a lucky guy.”
“Mmm, I definitely think that I’m the lucky one in this situation,” I responded coyly.
We talked and sipped coffee for about an hour before walking outside so Blake could head to Shine and I could go home to get my work done.
He ran his thumb along my bottom lip before swooping in for a quick kiss.
“Bye, beautiful girl. I’ll text you when I wrap up at work.”
I nodded, eyes still closed, “Mmhm. I’ll email you my designs as soon as I finish up.”
We said our final goodbyes before he got in his car to leave. I stuck my headphones back in my ears, letting Sia get me through the rest of my run home.
I opened the door and dropped my shoes in the basket and glanced around, realizing that Lily wasn’t home. I checked the mail on the side table, plucked out a few bills, and then made my way upstairs.
I walked in the bathroom to turn on the water for my shower, opened up my wardrobe to pull out a maxi dress, then proceeded to take off my running clothes and step into the shower.
I put my hands on the wall of the shower and let the hot water run down my back. I started contemplating my flashback episode last night and remembered the first time that happened after coming home to my dad.
It had been my dad’s gardner. He didn’t even really look that much like my attacker. The only thing they had in common was that his hair was stuck to the side of his face.
I had a total blackout breakdown. When my dad found me I was hiding in the corner of the storage shed outside, rocking back andforth and chanting in Hindi. When he had reached his hand out for me, I slapped his hand away and screamed.
He finally picked me up and carried me in the house and I went into shock. He had the maid give me a bath because I wouldn’t let him help me with my clothes, so he thought if he had tried to bathe me I would lose it. He was probably right.
For two days after that I just sat perched in my rocking chair by my window and stared outside.
The third day I finally came out of it and was able to go on as if nothing had happened.
I shook my head thinking about it, and remembering Blake’s words.
“Your dad sounds like a good guy. ”
Oh, Blake had no idea.
I finished scrubbing off
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