So, I stood there gawking at this handsome stranger. I thought my jaw was going to fall off if it dropped any lower.

“Well? Wanna go hang for a bit, your plans got cancelled, mine don’t seem so interesting anymore. We could go over to Steak and Shake, grab a burger, I will even buy.” Josh looked at me with those blue eyes, and flashed that smile.

I felt my knees quiver just a little, and a pink tinge came to my cheeks. I looked up and threw all caution to the wind. “Why the hell not? Let’s go! Bet I beatcha there!” I grabbed my keys out of my pocket and took off for the driver’s door. He stood there for a second, then it hit him.

“Your on!” I heard the door to the porche shut just as I started up the truck. Luckily there wasn’t a car in front of me, so I shot through the space in front, while he had to back out of his spot. I knew there was no way that my beat up 87 Chevy was gonna beat him there, but I needed something to distract my mind from the very real thoughts I was having.

He beat me to Stake N Shake by 30 seconds. That was because some slow person cut me off. I hopped outta the truck and giggled as I walked up to him, “I would have totally beat you here, if it hadn’t been for that stupid little Civic that cut me off.”

“I totally thought you had it!” Josh laughed as he held the door open to the restaurant. “I would have felt kinda stupid if you had beat me, I mean you ARE a Girl.” He laughed harder and ducked behind the door, as I glared and walked through.

We ordered burgers and shakes, and shared an order of onion rings. We talked about nothing. It was all in all, kinda fun. I didn’t learn anything spectacular about him, and didn’t tell him any more about me. We literally talked about nothing.

After we ate, and finished off our milkshakes, he walked me out to my truck, he looked me right in the eye, and then leaned in and kissed me softly. It felt like electricity was swimming through my veins. After the briefest second of shock, I kissed back.

We pulled away from each other hesitantly, he looked at me with those incredibly blue eyes, and I thought my knees were going to give out. “Thank you for letting me take you to dinner. I hope we can see each other again. Then handed me a napkin with his number on it, and said, give me a call someday, maybe we can do it again.” And walked away.

I stood there with the truck door open and my lips wet with his kiss. My heart racing and my knees weak. He drove away, slowly, it that screaming yellow porche, and my heart skipped a beat, as I wondered….would I ever get the nerve to call him?

***

I stormed around my apartment as I remembered the whole stupid ordeal!! Why did I let myself fall for it all. Why?? I finally resigned myself to sit down in front of my computer. I opened up my email, and there it was. An email from the one who started it all. Why do people have to just put themselves there, in that one place where you feel like you are safe? Why do they have to bring you the news that breaks open your safehaven and tears down all the walls you built up?

I looked at the from address in the eamil, and wondered if I should open it. There was already enough hurt they brought into my life. Do I want to bring more? I clicked the email, and began to read.

(more to come)