Oh. Dang. I want to ask him if they were as sweet as he imagined but that’s too forward. Instead, I just look at his handsome face, then down at my feet. I feel my face heat again.
“The answer is no.” My face falls and I feel hurt flush through my body. I’m about to cut and run when he adds, “It was sweeter.”
My eyes are back up peering into his. “Oh.”
I watch him turn and walk away gingerly and wonder,what happens next?Are we dating now? I laugh out loud this time. I mean, that was a funny thought. I’m shocked by my own naiveté sometimes.
“Are you laughing at my plight?”
“No. I, oh, never mind.” I walk past him into his office to grab my purse. “I guess I should get going.” I mean…there’s no reason to stay. He’s not in a motorcycle club so he really can’t give me tips and feedback about the lifestyle. But,that kiss. That kiss could star in my book. And maybe there would be more to learn on that front. What? It could happen.
“Sure. See you.”
“Right. See you.” What a weird day. I step around him and out of his office. I force myself to look ahead.No looking back. It’s what my sister Sadie always says. She sort of lives by that mantra. At this moment, I’m taking it very literally. Just as I start to pull the door open, the phone rings. I hear Keeton muttering profanities at the phone. I hesitate. Should I help him? I did forget to show him how to pay those bills online.
I’m just about to keep going when Keeton’s head appears from inside the office. “Lainie!” he shouts. “Thank fuck you’re still here. Can you help me one more time?”
Sighing, I give him a little smile. “Sure.” I mean, the guy gave me my first real kiss. I can do something for him too. And no, Lewis’s tiny peck on my lips at the altar doesn’t count.
