Kitchen Affairs Part 21

As I walked away, I heard the pot she was grabbing drop to the floor. I smiled as I hoped I had rattled her. In a good way, of course. I had plotted my next move and I wasn't going to wait long to see her again.

After a few hours, I was anxious to see her. I wanted to ask her to dinner so we could spend some alone time together. I just needed some time with her and she would feel what I felt. It was inevitable that we belonged together.

I came up with another excuse to walk through the kitchen, when I searched for her again, but she was nowhere to be found. I walked to the back and noticed the freezer door open. I peaked my head in seeing her from behind putting something away. I walked in and slammed the door behind me. s.h.i.+t, a little too loud though.

I startled her as she jumped at the sound of the door slamming. She turned around and her eyes grew big as she noticed me standing there. I wanted to come off charming by asking her to dinner but I could tell she was alarmed at my forwardness. Denied. As she pa.s.sed me and exited the freezer, I inhaled her scent. Cuc.u.mber Melon.

f.u.c.ked it up again. Moving to plan C.

Molly remained on my mind for the rest of the day. I had two attempts all ready and have been shot down. This was unusual for me. I never had chase a girl before. Molly was different. She made me want to be different. I was simply infatuated with her. Even her turning me down was s.e.xy.

I went through her file again and found her address. Perhaps she would be comfortable in her own home and I could ask her out that way. Yeah, that would work. I convinced myself to go to her house that night.

The moment she opened the door stunned to see me, I felt like running away. s.h.i.+t, this will for sure scare her off. I tried to act nonchalantly as she greeted me and gestured me in. Her place was beautiful and I secretly wondered how she could afford something in downtown Chicago. Most interns were broke and living with their parents. I didn't let it cloud my mind too long before she handed me a gla.s.s of wine. I suspected she was curious as to my unannounced visit.

Seeing her in her natural form was more beautiful than I could describe. She wore yoga shorts and a sweet V-neck tee clearly without a bra. It was a little s.e.xy seeing that she was trying to cover her hard nipples up. After all, it wasn't cold in the room.

I didn't have much of a reason as to why I was there except for the fact that I just wanted to see her again. I wanted to know her, learn about her, and mostly just look at her. After clearly directing her away once again seeing that she wasn't interested, I convinced her we could be friends. For now at least.

The moment I saw her little girl, everything about her made sense. She was not only a mother, but she was a single mother. Knowing that she wasn't married and not knowing about the father left many unanswered questions. I could now understand why her guard was up and why she was so reluctant to get to know me.

Leaving her for the third time had damaged my heart. No other woman has ever made me feel like this. I attempted three times in one single day to get her attention and each time she denied me. I wasn't mad; I just needed to get more creative next time.

I had been sitting outside in my limo when I spotted Molly and a few others exit the Riverside. She's laughing and chatting with them, so I told my driver to follow closely behind to watch where they go. Just a couple blocks down, they entered inside an old tavern that I've never been to before. I waited a few minutes before going in.

I noticed Molly right away and I know she spotted me. Her eyes grew big as I winked and smiled at her. I sat at the bar and ordered a beer casually pretending that it's my ritual. Within a few minutes, Molly exited the bar and I'm left wondering if she left on my expense. Not giving her much time to get too far, I quickly left the bar behind her.

I stayed my distance so she didn't feel me walking behind her. I noticed the cab she flagged down and waved to my driver to leave. He nodded and put his turn signal on to pull out into traffic. I caught up to Molly just in time for her to trip as she reached for the handle. I smiled to myself as I realized she was quite the klutz.

My heart raced as she thanked me not realizing who I was yet. She turned around and was slapped in the face by her scent again. I closed my eyes for a split second as I stabled her taking it all in. I took the opportunity and slid into the cab with her, taking her by surprise. She didn't realize it but she accidentally kicked her purse over allowing her wallet to fall out on the floor. I didn't mention it to her as I ceased the potential opportunity to see her again.

The moment she walked out of the cab, I spotted her wallet again and thought of a way to give it back to her. It needed to be different this time; a way she couldn't say no. If she would just give herself the opportunity to let me in, I was positive she wouldn't regret it.

ABOUT THE AUTHOR.

Brooke is a Midwestern gal, from the cheese state of Wisconsin! She's at stay-at-home mom of three beautiful children (one daughter & two stepsons) and in her rare spare time loves to read and write. She studied psychology in college, and counseling and education in graduate school where she fell in love with writing and learning about human behavior. Most days you can find her reading/writing, and just hanging out with her family! She also loves movies, cooking, and shopping!.

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