Maggie was so beautiful. God, I would do anything to go out with her. It’s not just that she was beautiful but she was kind and generous and sweet and warm and just…perfect. She was what was missing from life for so long. Oh, and when she looked at me, I felt like the only man in the world. I smiled as approached her, “Hey Maggie. Anything exciting happen this morning?”
“Sure. We had a group of albinos come in and eat us out of all our food and then a man came in and ordered a ton of lobster for breakfast,” she giggled at herself. Even her giggle was addictive. I chuckled at her. “Seriously, just the usual crowd. We have lunch set up and we’re ready for the rotary club to come in. We set them up in the back, as usual.”
“Sounds good. You should take a break. Go sit in the office and grab a rest before the place fills up or you probably won’t get a rest until late afternoon,” I loved playing the nice guy who always makes sure she’s taken care of.
She smiled back at me and my heart melted, “Thanks, Paul. I think I might do that. What do you have to do today?”
“Just the usual. Set up in the office and then take the floor. Or you could take the floor and I could take the kitchen…if you want,” I knew she hated the kitchen and I would take the kitchen everyday if it made her happy.
She pursed her lips at me, “You don’t always have to take the kitchen. I’m a big girl and can do it sometimes. You’re too nice to me.” She gave me another smile as she turned and headed to the office.
I followed behind her, “Okay, I’ll take the floor and you can have the kitchen. I just know you hate it so I thought I’d offer.”
Her next words floored me. “You don’t have to try so hard, Paul. I would say yes if you asked me out even if you didn’t always try to do the things I don’t like to do.”
I stuttered, “Uh…um…uh…” I couldn’t find words. I felt a blush creeping up. My mouth dried out and my tongue went numb. “Ahem. Ahem. Okay. Well then, um…uh, how about we, uh, go out, then. On, uh, maybe Friday. Um, after we finish up here?”
She smiled brilliantly at me. “Okay, Friday it is,” she was blushing too. “What are we doing?” She stood there expectantly, waiting for my response. I stood there, at a loss for what to do. My stupid brain after such a beautiful woman agreed to go out with me.
Shane stood just outside the door, listening to the exchange. He found himself jealous of Paul. It was unreasonable. He was married and Maggie wasn’t his to be jealous of.
To be continued…
