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He quickly typed that number into his cell and I turned to look at Libby, my eyes narrowing. Oh, she got the message, but she didn’t care. She smiled at me like an idiot.
“Well, I’ve got to go get ready to open, I’ll see you soon…I hope.” She said to Mark. Then she turned in my direction. “I’ll talk to you later.”
“Oh, we’ll talk alright. Yup.”
She picked up the coffee and donuts and disappeared inside. I knew her all too well. I would bet my life she was watching from somewhere.
“Don’t be mad at Libby. I kind of left her no choice.”
“Yeah, I bet.”
“Seems we’re on the wrong foot again.”
“You really stopped there every morning?”
“If I’m anything, it’s persistent.”
“I’ll say.” I managed a weak smile, “I don’t get why.”
“I take it you have no mirrors in your home?”
“Of course I have mirrors.” I blushed. Like…a lot. I’m sure a beet has nothing on me right about now.
“Reny, you are a beautiful woman, and there’s something, not sure I could put my finger on it, but there’s something about you that pulls at me.”
“Now you’re sounding like a stalker again.”
“Well, we can easily remedy that. Have lunch with me and once you get to know me, you’ll know for a fact I’m not a stalker. Just a guy who is attracted to a beautiful woman.”
I looked down at my feet and laughed. I hadn’t realized one of my pant legs were cuffed and the other not. I looked ridiculous.
“Yeah, I didn’t want to say anything. Besides, it’s cute.”
“Cute?”
“Yeah.”
“Okay.”
“Okay what?”
“Okay I’ll have lunch with you.”
He smiled triumphantly.
“I knew it would pay off.”
“What would?”
“ Stalking you.” He smiled. “I’ve got your number, and I will be calling you shortly.”
I laughed nervously.
“Of that I am sure.” I picked my bucket up. “But I really need to get to work.”
“I’ve got to get to work myself. Don’t want the boss angry with me.”
He waved, kind of dorky-like, and walked back to his car.
I grinned. I kind of liked grinning. I turned toward the greenhouses and the butterflies swarmed in all at once. I felt ridiculous, somewhat like a little kid, all giddy and silly.
I had just gotten inside Greenhouse Two when my phone rang. I lifted it out of the bucket and looked down at the caller ID. I didn’t recognize the number but I answered anyway.
“Hello.”
“So are you free today?”
I smiled and smothered an outburst, a giggle of sorts, into my hand.
“I’m surprised you waited this long…stalker.” I tried using my stern voice, but I’m sure he could hear I wasn’t serious. I was happy he wasn’t able to see me bouncing like a loon in my garden clogs. “How about tomorrow? I will wear something a little more appropriate.” I looked down at my overalls and smiled again at the one leg up, one leg down thing.
“I have a better idea.” He said. Damn, his voice was, I don’t know, sexy?
“What’s that?”
“How about I pick you up tonight, say seven-ish, and we’ll go out for dinner instead?”
“Um…I…”
“Come on, it’s just lunch at a later time.”
“I guess that would be okay. That would be okay.”
There was a small silence.
“You do realize you’ll have to give me your address, right?”
“Stalker.” I laughed, “It’s 6014 Dogwood Lane, Apartment 416.”
“Thank you. I’ll see you at 7:00.”
“Stalker.”
I heard him laugh as I pushed end. That voice will be the end of me…and that smile…and those eyes.
“Dylan…what do I do here?” I said to the heavens.
“You go out and have a nice time.”
I spun around to find Libby standing in the doorway.
“How long you been standing there creeper?”
“Long enough to know you finally found your senses.”
“Oh, Libby.” I panicked, “I have nothing to wear for dinner. I mean. I haven’t shopped for…well, forever.”
“No problem. That’s why
He quickly typed that number into his cell and I turned to look at Libby, my eyes narrowing. Oh, she got the message, but she didn’t care. She smiled at me like an idiot.
“Well, I’ve got to go get ready to open, I’ll see you soon…I hope.” She said to Mark. Then she turned in my direction. “I’ll talk to you later.”
“Oh, we’ll talk alright. Yup.”
She picked up the coffee and donuts and disappeared inside. I knew her all too well. I would bet my life she was watching from somewhere.
“Don’t be mad at Libby. I kind of left her no choice.”
“Yeah, I bet.”
“Seems we’re on the wrong foot again.”
“You really stopped there every morning?”
“If I’m anything, it’s persistent.”
“I’ll say.” I managed a weak smile, “I don’t get why.”
“I take it you have no mirrors in your home?”
“Of course I have mirrors.” I blushed. Like…a lot. I’m sure a beet has nothing on me right about now.
“Reny, you are a beautiful woman, and there’s something, not sure I could put my finger on it, but there’s something about you that pulls at me.”
“Now you’re sounding like a stalker again.”
“Well, we can easily remedy that. Have lunch with me and once you get to know me, you’ll know for a fact I’m not a stalker. Just a guy who is attracted to a beautiful woman.”
I looked down at my feet and laughed. I hadn’t realized one of my pant legs were cuffed and the other not. I looked ridiculous.
“Yeah, I didn’t want to say anything. Besides, it’s cute.”
“Cute?”
“Yeah.”
“Okay.”
“Okay what?”
“Okay I’ll have lunch with you.”
He smiled triumphantly.
“I knew it would pay off.”
“What would?”
“ Stalking you.” He smiled. “I’ve got your number, and I will be calling you shortly.”
I laughed nervously.
“Of that I am sure.” I picked my bucket up. “But I really need to get to work.”
“I’ve got to get to work myself. Don’t want the boss angry with me.”
He waved, kind of dorky-like, and walked back to his car.
I grinned. I kind of liked grinning. I turned toward the greenhouses and the butterflies swarmed in all at once. I felt ridiculous, somewhat like a little kid, all giddy and silly.
I had just gotten inside Greenhouse Two when my phone rang. I lifted it out of the bucket and looked down at the caller ID. I didn’t recognize the number but I answered anyway.
“Hello.”
“So are you free today?”
I smiled and smothered an outburst, a giggle of sorts, into my hand.
“I’m surprised you waited this long…stalker.” I tried using my stern voice, but I’m sure he could hear I wasn’t serious. I was happy he wasn’t able to see me bouncing like a loon in my garden clogs. “How about tomorrow? I will wear something a little more appropriate.” I looked down at my overalls and smiled again at the one leg up, one leg down thing.
“I have a better idea.” He said. Damn, his voice was, I don’t know, sexy?
“What’s that?”
“How about I pick you up tonight, say seven-ish, and we’ll go out for dinner instead?”
“Um…I…”
“Come on, it’s just lunch at a later time.”
“I guess that would be okay. That would be okay.”
There was a small silence.
“You do realize you’ll have to give me your address, right?”
“Stalker.” I laughed, “It’s 6014 Dogwood Lane, Apartment 416.”
“Thank you. I’ll see you at 7:00.”
“Stalker.”
I heard him laugh as I pushed end. That voice will be the end of me…and that smile…and those eyes.
“Dylan…what do I do here?” I said to the heavens.
“You go out and have a nice time.”
I spun around to find Libby standing in the doorway.
“How long you been standing there creeper?”
“Long enough to know you finally found your senses.”
“Oh, Libby.” I panicked, “I have nothing to wear for dinner. I mean. I haven’t shopped for…well, forever.”
“No problem. That’s why
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