OK so to say I am new at this would be an understatement. I have a couple of stories I have been working on for the last year or so. I ran out of books to read so…..I started making up my own. After reading some of the great stuff here, I thought I might share what I have and if you like it great if you don’t no harm I will disappear ;-)
I should mention that I am well aware that my grammar is less than desirable, honestly until the other day the whole story was one big sentence so this may not seem like an improvement but it is. I am the queen of the run on sentence and that is a quote from the professor that reviewed my masters thesis.
This is my story of Kelly and Alex…..I think we will call it California Dreaming. Currently, its 133 pages in so I am going to take it to the chopping block and post it in chunks. Please be kind….but honest (now there is a tall order).
Thanks Kelly :-)
She had only lived in San Francisco for about six months and just agreed to stay for another six. She liked her job, she did not love it, and it was a very good job that afforded her many opportunities. She worked for Smith Trans LLC, a very prosperous fortune 500 company. She was in charge of overseeing mergers and worked on high level human resources in other words she was very good at firing vice presidents. They had asked her to go to San Francisco for six months to handle a major merger and some serious downsizing. Having lived in Cleveland, Ohio her entire life this was a huge move, but she did not think such an opportunity would come her way again. Although she did not think it was a good thing, she had nothing tying her down. She was not in a relationship, she had no children, she owned a townhouse and was very close with her family but otherwise picking her life up and moving across the country was pretty easily done. Her company got her a great condo, a BMW, an expense account, an amazing assistant and a nice condo, a salary increase all at no extra cost to her.
She loved San Francisco, being an avid runner she loved that she could be outdoors almost every single day. Her apartment was on the bay and she had everything she ever wanted, the shopping was amazing, but she was lonely. Not to say she was not lonely in Cleveland but there she had family and a ton of great friends. She had met some people through running; she had joined a running club for marathon training. Her love life was depressing on a good day. She only met men through work and running, work men were always older men with all kinds of baggage and men that run did nothing for her. She was an attractive girl, blonde hair and blue eyes with a young business look, she carried herself with great confidence which is likely why she had done so well professionally. She missed going out with the girls, bars, meeting new men, dating she missed all of it. She compensated by working long nights and running races almost every weekend.
One week prior her boss had asked her if she could stay on for at least another six months. She loved her boss, Steve was an attractive dignified older man. He had 4 children and an amazing wife that practically was raising the kids on her own. He had very high expectations for Kelly but he also treated her like his fifth daughter. They had a great working relationship. When he asked her to stay on for at least another six months, she was hesitant but every email from home reminded her that everyone else’s lives were moving on, friends were getting engaged and having babies left and right. Her nieces were growing up so fast and her younger sister was subletting her townhouse so again she had no reason not to stay. Her boss said it was up to her, and that he would understand if she did not want to stay as he knew she was not having a great time in San Francisco. But when she said she would do it, he was very happy as she had just made his life a lot easier. His family lived in Connecticut and the commute was not something he was a fan of. With her there he only had to fly in every few months. So she said another six months would be nice, summer was coming and she thought some of her friends and family would be out to visit, she thought it would go fast.
With another six months ahead of her she knew something had to change. Should she try an online dating service, she could not imagine putting herself out there like that. Her assistant Kristy had wanted to fix her up with one of her neighbors since the day she moved to San Francisco. It took six months but she thought she was up for trying anything as long as it did not involve a dot com. Kristy had set up a blind date for her and Mark for a Friday night at casual restaurant near her office. Kelly went out and got a new shirt, and decided she was going to go give this her best effort, she did not need to meet her husband but a companion would be a great. She met Mark at the bar; he was a little chubby, dark hair, brown eyes, your average guy. He seemed nice enough, she ordered a glass of red wine and they went to their table. Conversation was tough, he had been married in his twenty’s and already divorced, that did not bother her, what bothered her was the way he talked about his ex. He went on and on about how evil she was and how happy he was to be out on his own. They had been divorced for four years, and he still harbored all this anger, not a good sign. She too was engaged once but it was for maybe a month and although they remained friends she had no ill will about the break up. So they were not connecting. She muddled through the date, and they went their separate ways, he did no seem very into her either so it was mutual. She went home and followed her routine, checked email and facebook, put on PJ’s and curled up to catch up on some DVRed stuff she missed.
Monday morning routine, get up, get dressed, vitamuffin and she was on her way. She parked in her company’s garage and then went across the street to purchase her morning beverage, she hated coffee but loved the whole coffee shop experience, she would get a diet coke in a coffee cup. Distracted by her IPhone and trying to juggle her beverage she was not paying attention and before she knew it she had tripped and landed on his lap. She felt awful, how she could be that blonde, she had tripped over a wheelchair and landed face down in this poor guys lap. She got diet coke on both of them and her face had to be at least three million shades of red. She tried to gather herself and she stood up slowly as to see what damage she had done. A little on her black skirt, nothing to get too excited about. She got some on his jeans, but at least it did not smell like coffee. She quickly asked him if he was OK and apologized at least twenty times in a one minute time span. She said “its only diet coke, and I think it will come right out.” When she finally looked up she realized that he was easily the most beautiful man she had ever seen. Blonde hair, blue eyes a gorgeous face and a smile that took her breath away. This made her apology even more muffled and confusing. Being perhaps as embarrassed as her he said it was OK and that it was probably his fault anyway. He looked at her cup and said “diet coke?” She said “yeah I hate coffee but I like to look like I am drinking it, that makes me sound so weird doesn’t it, but its my thing” she said “but on the plus side you don’t have to worry about smelling like coffee all day.” He looked at her and laughed while shaking his head. She grabbed some napkins and handed him a few and asked if there was anything she could do and made a quick blonde joke. One of the employees of the coffee house came over to make sure everything was OK as they attracted some attention. She said “I think we are OK” and he shook his head. She said “my office is across the street, I think I have a hair dryer in there somewhere if you want to go try to dry your pants off.” He said “no it was OK.” She moved out of the middle of the establishment. He followed. She said “again I am sorry, if you only knew how much of a klutz I really am, this would make sense.” He said “no apology necessary” and reiterated that he was fine and that having a beautiful women fall in his lap is not necessarily a bad thing. She blushed and again said she was so sorry, then reached out to shake his hand and said her name was Kelly. He replied saying his name was Alex and she lost track for a second as he had never felt hands like his, soft but rough, strong but odd. It was awkward, so she began to back up and end the conversation as she truly was mortified, not only had she tripped over a man’s wheelchair he was a gorgeous man in a wheelchair. Before she could turn away he said “well there is one thing you could do for me” and she said “anything you name it” he said “let me take you out.” She said “like out?” and then paused and he said “out to dinner whatever, I understand if you are not available, just taking a stab in the dark, like I said its not everyday a gorgeous women falls in my lap.” It was bold and for whatever reason she said sure with very little thought. He pulled out his iphone and they exchanged numbers he said he was thinking Friday night if she did not have plans and she said I can do that. He said he would get back to her with the details. She blushed and like a school girl and shook her head and had no idea what to say. She composed herself and said “I look forward to it.” They parted ways. She felt quite certain he was checking her out as she walked away, but she would not dare look.
Alex was not sure where he pulled the courage from to ask out such an attractive women, without knowing anything about her, what if she had been married. He knew nothing about her, except that she was clumsy and perhaps the most well put together women he had ever met, which he found oddly contradictory. He was a law student at the University of San Francisco in his final year. He was in a car accident nearly a decade ago on his way home from college that turned his whole life upside down, for the last 2 years he had been at USF on an amazing scholarship becoming a lawyer. He had lots of friends but never could find a girlfriend or a girlfriend for longer than a few weeks. He tried, but something always got in the way, he always felt the chair was too much for girls to handle. He understood as it was a lot for him to handle most days. He had almost given up and assumed he may not ever get married and felt certain kids were not in the cards. But for some reason something happened in that coffee shop, he just blurted it out, he did not want her to walk away and never see her again. Alex was born and raised in the
Mountains; his hometown was his first love. His family was all there, and hoped to return there after graduation. Colorado winters were not very friendly to his disability, so he was not sure that would be the best thing. Many of his friends were girls, girls seemed flock to him, perhaps they felt bad for him and their maternal sides drew them to him. The only thing he could compare it to was how women flock to gay men, they know gay mean are harmless and not interested in them, only difference was Alex loved women and was very interested. They did not want to be his girlfriend but his friends. He had some buddies but most of them were back home. Colorado
He left and got in his car and drove to class, all the while freaking out in his head about how he was going to pull this off. He also smelled like a diet coke. He called his brother and said “so I was at this coffee shot minding my own business and some blonde not paying any attention playing with her phone basically trips over me and falls in my lap.” His brother said “shut the fuck up.” He said “really, face down, and spilled her drink and all.” He said “dude what did you do, did you go ape shit.” He said “no get this I asked her out!” He said “no way”, Alex said “I have no idea why but I did.” Mike laughed and said “what did she say,” he said “she said sure.” Mike said “tell me she is hot,” Alex said “the hottest” Mike said “that’s my brother.” He said “I know nothing about her, but it just seemed like the right thing to do.” Mike said “well sounds like a solid plan to me” with obvious sarcasm. He said “call me and let me know what happens, only you would have a hot blonde trip over you and then go out with you, you will have her in bed in no time.” Alex said “she felt awful and it just sort of happened.” He knew nothing about her what did she like, where would he take her, what if she is a psychopath. He thought the later was not likely but you never know in San Francisco, from his experience the women are tough to figure out, they are so beautiful but often not what he would want to date and definitely too superficial to date him. He hoped she was going to be different. He was thankful he had a few days to work out the details. After class he caught up with his friend Rachel, she was tomboyish but very sweet and fun to be around. She was a law student as well and they had become close over the past couple years.
He told her about the coffee house encounter and she was perhaps just as surprised as him. He picked her brain, but she did not seem interested. She asked “how he could be so nice after she had done such senseless thing.” He said “you had to be there, it was an accident.” She said “it just seems odd that is all.” He said “get this, she was drinking diet coke out of a coffee cup she said she hates coffee.” Rachel said “what, that is weird Alex, just get a diet coke” he said “I know right.” She warned him to be careful. Before he knew it, it was Wednesday and he knew he needed to firm something up. He thought Mexican sounded easy enough. He knew of a fun place that was very accessible and thought it would be light airy. So by mid afternoon he decided to text her. Thankful for modern technology, he did not have to call her, texting was much easier. He texted “how does Mexican sound, I know a good place in town La Cantina on Broadway?” She was at her computer working on budgets when it came through and because she had not heard anything she actually wondered if she ever would, but for some reason she could not get his smile out of her head. She smiled when she saw his text and quickly replied “sounds great as long as margaritas are involved.” She loved Margarita’s not necessarily Mexican but she did not care. She lived on salad, chicken and fish so a variation from that would be nice. After she pressed send she thought ow no what if he is an alcoholic, did that make her sound like a lush, or worse. He replied back and said “of course, how about I pick you up at 7.” She texted “sounds perfect and sent her address.” She then texted “it’s a condo complex just call/text me and I will come down.” He replied “sounds like a plan, see you soon.” She texted back “looking forward to it.” She was blushing and quickly called in her assistant Kristy and said she has a 911 problem. Kristy came right in, she caught her up to speed and Kristy could not have been happier for her, she thought her boss needed some action in the worst way. She liked Kelly, she was the best boss she had ever had, she liked things her way and as long as Kristy stayed one or two steps ahead things were good. She was a little older than Kelly, but she respected her for her accomplishments and was often in awe of how she handled herself, Kelly could be in a room full of business men and carry her own with grace. Kelly wanted Kristy to find out how she should dress for this restaurant, as she only knew of maybe five restaurants that she took people to for work lunches/dinners. Kristy was on it. A little bit later she came in and said it was a casual place and she thought great jeans and a fun shirt. Kelly had a ridiculous amount of clothes but she thought a new shirt was in order. After work she went straight to Saks to find a great shirt. She found a great sleeveless silk blouse that was casual but could also be dressy and it was flattering. She had an athletic build so she wanted to feminize it a little. About five years ago she started running and lost a lot of weight, about 50 lbs, the weight loss left her without much of a chest and some unattractive extra skin around her mid section. Being young and single she had a moderate breast augmentation and tummy tuck. She had it done by the best plastic surgeon on the east coast and loved the results. She had a nice full chest but nothing too flashy and a nice flat belly. So she liked to show the “girls” off from time to time. She felt like a teenager, it felt great. She called her best friend in the entire world, Lindsay to tell her about the chance meeting. Lindsay laughed of course because she knew Kelly was an eternal klutz. But she said it sounded good to her and told her to be herself, and that he was lucky she was going out with him. Kelly said “so we are not freaked out that he is in a wheelchair right” Lindsay said “does it bother you” Kelly said “you know at this point, not at all” and Lindsay said “I have to say, it might hinder some girls but not you, that is just not who you are.” Kelly said “we will see I guess, I need to not get too far ahead of myself.” Lindsay replied with all the good stuff a best friend tells you to pump you up.
Alex, thought he would do a trial run and see where she lived, he was not sure quite where that address was. He put it in the
GPS and found out it was actually about 15 minutes from his apartment near campus. When he realized it was near the bay he thought ow my who is this girl. He drove past her lavish building that had a door man and underground parking. He thought for a second he may be in over his head. Friday morning, he had butterflies, how to pull this off and distract her from his obvious issue, the wheelchair. It was his nemesis and lifeline. After he talked with his brother he realized he needed to be himself, if there was any chance of this going well he needed to be himself. His brother reminded him that he was a pimp and chicks flocked to him and Alex told him he was full of shit, but thanks. What if it was a pity date? That occurred to him Friday afternoon, not sure why he had not thought of that sooner he began to panic.
She left work a little early to get a mani-pedi. She wanted to feel good about herself; she was going out with this gorgeous man where did he come from? She got to her condo and tried to relax by playing on facebook, she wondered if he was on facebook, I am sure he is but she did not even know his last name. She wondered how old he was, he looked younger but seemed older maybe. Did he have a job, what he did, ow this was not good. She was 32 and thought for sure she was older but how much. What if he was a jerk, what if he wanted to get her into bed, she had no idea what she was doing, and going out with someone she knew nothing about this was crazy. Even on a blind date someone fixed them up. But she had to admit this was the most excitement she had in a long time. She went into her large bathroom and took a nice long shower and took her time getting ready. She loved her outfit; the skinny jeans looked great, probably because she did not eat all week because she was so nervous. It was about when she got the text, she replied be right down. Finished her redbull, usually a glass of wine would have done the trick but wine and margaritas are not a good combination so she gulped it and off she went. She saw a small white car and realized that was him.
He pulled up and thought should I pull out the chair and open the door for her, that would be very cumbersome. There she was, stunning she looked just as he remembered. She got in the car and as awkward as it was it wasn’t. He drove a nice Camry, she saw his chair in pieces in the back, which did not phase her, it made sense. They said their hellos and off they went. He said “you do not live far from the restaurant and he hoped she liked Mexican.” She said “I am up for anything.” He said “they have great margaritas” and she said “great because I have to admit she was nervous, going out with a complete stranger and all.” He chuckled and said “you live in a great part of town, and asked if she liked living on the bay.” She said “I did not really pick it but I do love it.” He could tell there would not be a shortage of conversation. She asked where he lived and he said he was a law student and lived close to campus. She was intrigued, how old was he, still in school, he seemed older to her. She asked what kind of law and got cut short because they were at their destination. It was a colorful restaurant, she thought it looked fun. They parked in the handicapped spot and he said very politely if she got out first he could get his chair out and they could be on their way. She said sure and hopped out, should she offer to help. It was awkward but she waited while he put his chair together and hopped in his chair. He seemed to be rushing and she said “don’t rush on my account.” Before she knew it he was beside her. He went ahead enough to get the door for her. He maneuvered very well, but she wanted to get another good look at him to be sure that he was as attractive as she remembered, but she did not want to stare.
He had reservations and they went to a table and the waitress quickly removed a chair and they sat and looked at each other and smiled. He said “this is weird right?” Kelly said “ow my god yes, for so many reasons.” He chuckled. The waitress came and delivered chips and salsa and asked if she could get them a drink and he said I think two margaritas sound good. Kelly added water and then he did the same. She told him she forgets she has a low tolerance and did not want to embarrass herself, but she does love margaritas. He told her not to worry, she was not driving. He said “so tell me, you are not from San Francisco are you?” She said “no how can you tell?” Alex said “it’s just a hunch” with a smirk. Then she told him how she worked for Smith Trans Inc and how they moved her here and how it’s going to be another six months. He was impressed; he wondered how old she was. She then said “how about you are you from San Francisco?” He quickly said “no” and while he was telling her about Colorado and his home town she could tell he missed home as he just lit up like a Christmas tree. She kept staring in his eyes; they were gorgeous, almost crystal clear. She tried not to drink her drink too fast, although it was hard because it kept her hands busy. They were so busy talking they still had not ordered. He had mentioned that he got his undergrad in English Literature quite a while back and she said “why the lull between degrees?” He said “well that’s when I had my accident” and he told her how a truck lost control and crossed the median and nearly killed him without going into too much detail. She did not ask much, it was a tough subject for a first date and if he wanted her to know he would tell her. He was very comfortable with himself that was obvious. She said “so here is the million dollar question” and he smiled and said “what?” inquisitively. Kelly said “do you go around San Francisco picking up girls in coffee houses?” She shot him a killer smile”. He said yes, you caught me” and then said “no seriously I am still shocked that I got up the nerve to ask you out.” She said “why?” he said “it’s just not something I do, but honestly, I wanted to see you again so it was either ask you out or stalk you and I thought I would try this first.” She and said “well I am glad you did, I am having a great time.” She said “again, I am so sorry for falling on you like that, I am still mortified by the whole thing.” He said “I am not it got us here” she said “well that is true.” The margarita was kicking in so she asked how old he was and he said 30 and then she said she was 32. She was relieved and must have looked it he said why that face, she said “when you said you were in school the quick math made me think you were possibly a little young for me, but that is an acceptable age” with a wink. He wiped his forehead and smiled. The waitress came back again and they said they better order soon. So they looked at the menu he said he always gets a burrito and she said she liked fish tacos. So they ordered. The conversation flowed. They talked about family, when he asked her about hers she lit up. She loved her family. Her mother and her brother and sister all lived in the suburbs of Cleveland. She showed him a picture of her nieces, who she adored and missed so very much. He said he had one brother who was getting married that summer, he said it was weird having his little brother marry before him but, they were very different. He adored his parents and thought they were the best around. It was going great, her nerves had calmed perhaps it was the tequila.
She had to remind herself that she had a race in the morning so she should not overdo it. He asked what she raced and she said it was a 10K and that she did them weekly and that she loved running. He said that prior to his accident he was a runner and that he missed it. She said “wow, I can’t imagine” it was the first time she really acknowledged his disability. She wanted to keep things light so she just left the pause. He then said “where are you running” and she told him in east San Francisco it was the Epilepsy run. He could not believe she raced every weekend, she said there was a group of them that did it and it helped pass the time and she did really love it. He said he could tell she was athletic, she took it as a compliment. He asked about her times and was impressed, she was serious, she liked that he knew about running as it was a big part of her life, honestly it was her best friend. He said that the 3 years had been all about studying and that he had the bar soon. They talked San Francisco and about what he would be doing this summer. He said he was not sure, he could go home or stay in San Francisco, time would tell. They were kind of in similar predicaments. Dinner came and she noticed for the first time that he did not have full use of his hands, they worked but were stiff. She only ate one taco and he asked if it was OK and she said yes it was wonderful but she was full. She had worked so hard to lose the weight she believed in moderation and not over eating especially before a race.
She again was taken away by his beauty and also now she thought he was a pretty nice guy. So they talked and talked and time passed, before they knew it, it was almost and the restaurant was clear except for the bar. They chuckled at how they lost track of time. He thought he should get her home since she had a race in the morning. He could tell he was really going to like her, and hoped she felt the same. He took care of the check and led her to the car. She stood up and could tell she had a little too much margarita but she was happy and that felt great. She asked if he wanted to get in first and he said “yes that would be great.” She said “take your time.” He again rushed it and was in pretty quickly; she got in and said “for a total stranger who could have been a serial killer, that was a lot of fun.” He laughed and she noticed his gorgeous smile again. She got goose bumps, she thought she needed to stop this, she was 32 years old. The chit chatted about the race and his studies. Before she knew it she was in front of her condo complex. She said “well thanks Alex” and he said “this may be presumptuous but I would love to do it again’ and she shook her head yes. She was not sure what to do, as he was not going to be able to get out. She needed him to know she was interested. So she leaned over and gently kissed him on the cheek and said “thanks again.” He blushed. He had no idea that was coming, but he was thrilled she did it because he knew she was having the same feelings. He could not remember a date that went that smoothly. He drove home with a smile on his face and all the while thinking what should he do next as he needed to make it.
She was not sure if that was the right thing to do, but she really wanted to. She was nervous would he call again. She hoped so. She went to bed as she had to be at the race site at . She had trouble sleeping as the night played in her head on and on. She was sluggish but glad she had her race to distract her. She met up with her running friends and before she knew it she was off, her IPod blaring, and her feet in motion. She loved running, it allowed her to block everything out. She turned the bend and crossed the finish line, not her best time but not her worst. She was exhausted. As she turned around to walk up on the grassy hill, she thought she saw him, and then she did a double take and it was him. She did not know what to think. She walked over and said, wow what a surprise. He said I could make something up but I wanted to see you again. Her heart sank. She said, “I am glad you came.” Her running friends came over and asked her time, she told them 45:22 was not something to get excited about and then introduced them to Alex. That is when he said his last name Miller, she thought good to know. She said she would be right back, and went and got water as she was thirsty and a little overwhelmed. Then she sat on the grass next to him. They exchanged glances and did not say much. She said thank you for coming, what a great surprise. He said “I am glad you did not think I was a crazy stalker.” She said “wow, I look gross, and he said no you look great.” She asked what he had going on that day, he said some studying and she said she had some work to do as well. Then she said “you know what, back home Sunday’s are big family dinners and I love to cook and never have anyone to cook for. I am Italian and I make a mean sauce, why don’t you come over for dinner tomorrow night.” He said “that would be great, a home cooked meal would be great.” She said OK my place 6 tomorrow.” Then she added “but you can come whenever you want.” She felt like she had a permanit smile on her face. They began to walk towards the cars, they got to his and she again said thanks and that she was looking forward to dinner, he said the same. Then again she leaned down and kissed his cheek. Where this behavior was coming from she was not sure, but it felt right. He drove away a happy guy, like her kisses it was a risk going to the race, she could have been upset, but she wasn’t quite the opposite. He was really looking forward to dinner, he thought if she can cook she really is the total package. He watched her climb into her gorgeous BMW.
She went home showered and cleaned her place up a little as she did not have much company. She thought about what she was going to cook. She called her Mom for help, her Mom sounded glad that she was doing something besides work; she worried about her little girl being in San Francisco all alone. She got the sauce recipe and some good ideas. They were going to be alone, that was good but slightly nerve-wracking, what to wear. She headed to bed early as she was exhausted from the day.
Alex was happy she was handling the second date, as he had no idea what they should do next. He did some studying although he was distracted, she must like me if she keeps pecking me on the cheek. Rachel stopped by and he told her, again she was not real interested, she did not have anyone or date much so perhaps she was a little jealous. She said so you don’t think she is strange, he did not reply to that. He wondered is she was on twitter or facebook. He searched and there she was, but she was private. He did not want to seem like a stalker so he did not friend her. He kept busy and also turned in a little early.
Sunday morning he went to the library did some studying in case he did not get home till late. He texted her around lunch time to ask if he could bring anything, she replied with a quick no way, I love to play hostess. So he thought he would pick up some flowers. He had pretty bad muscle/leg spasms from time to time; there was no way of knowing when his dysfunctional body would act up. It was part of the deal, quadriplegics spasmed some worse than others and of course he had the luck of being on the worse side. He thought he had been lucky so far that he really did not spasm too much around her, nothing too noticeable anyway. But he feared he would have one of his all out spasms and freak her out before he could have a talk with her. He also dreaded having to explain to her how he urinated through a tube 3 times a day and it took forever. He thought he would try to plan it as best as he cold so not to have to cover that any time soon. She did not seem too curious and that was comforting. He figured its part of the deal, might be good to get it out of the way. He figured she was being polite and at some point she would start asking questions. Then he thought it had only been one date he needed to not get too far ahead of himself. But if history predicted the future, he knew covering the uncomfortable stuff up front was important if he wanted this to last. He watched some basketball as he was an avid fan of anything sports.
She was busy, she got up early and went to the Italian store and then the bakery, the bakery was her weakness, she loved sweets. She bought 4 cupcakes for dessert and thought she would send what was not eaten home with him and she could not be trusted around sweets. She got some fresh bread and went home to start the sauce. She had gotten some fresh spinach ravioli as that sounded yummy. She made great salads so that was easy. She got dressed in a khaki skirt and a cute pink shirt and a cute little apron. She pulled out a bottle of red wine and had a glass to calm her nerves. He came around , she had told the door man he was coming and to point him in her direction, she adored the door man, for a while he was the only person in San Francisco that she knew. He knocked and she let him in. She sort of forgot about the chair and panicked a little, she hoped he could get around her place. She had butterflies again, why was this guy making her feel like this. It was wonderful. He had flowers which she thought was sweet, she actually hated flowers but she liked the sentiment. She put them in a vase and told him to make himself at home. He thought her place was nice and told her so, she said she liked it but it was not “hers” and that was annoying but it suited her just fine. He asked if he could help and she said no, but would he like a glass of wine, and he said “ow yea.” Before they knew it just in casual conversation, they kicked one bottle of wine. She had set the table but forgot to move a chair, which she meant to do, so she tried to casually do it as she was plating dinner, he just looked at her and said thanks. They talked all through dinner, he was thrilled that she was an amazing cook and loved the salad. He considered himself a healthy eater but she was much healthier than him and he thought that also was good. For some reason, he noticed her breasts and how gorgeous they were, she had a v neck on and he wondered how someone so athletic could have such a nice rack. He was very attracted to her.
She started to clean up dinner, he offered to help and she said no way. He brought some stuff over to the sink and then she said “well that’s enough, out of the kitchen.” He realized then that she did have some Italian in her. She nudged him out. He asked her if she watched much TV and she said just a few shows and he said he liked the educational stuff and sports and the typical guys stuff. She said put on whatever you want I will be right in. She had a nice little buzz from the wine and she filled their glasses up and brought them in. She sat on the couch and patted the seat beside her and said “join me.” He said “sure”, she said “I saw you hop in and out of the car you can join me.” Very forward of her, but he was starting to expect that from her. Also feeling a buzz he said, “the chair really does not bother you does it?” She said, “why would it?” sort of confused. He said “some people get hung up on it”. She really did not know what to say, so she waited a second and said “I really have not given it much thought, is that bad.” He said “no its not, not at all.” Then she remembered dessert. He said he was full and she said “I may not eat a ton but I love dessert, she said you must share a cupcake with me they have been talking to me all day.” He said “well if you need me to.” She jumped up and his chair was wedged in between the coffee table and couch and of course she stumbled over it, she just looked at him and giggled. He smiled. She said “get use to it I am a klutz!” He said “I am starting to get that idea.” She came back around the other way and said “OK this will be heaven I promise.” She gave him a bite then she took a bite she was facing him. He said “wow that is good” she said “I may not know many restaurants but I know where the bakeries are.” He told her she had frosting on the corner of her mouth and she said ow jeez, and he went to wipe it away and then she leaned in and he kissed her. It was perfect harmony. She kissed him back. He put his hand on her lap and she gently grabbed his face to pull him closer and he could not necessarily turn towards her effortlessly. She loved his kisses he was good. He put his hands on her sides and she felt like she had been waiting her whole life for his touch. They took a break he said “well now that is out of the way.” She said “yea” and then went back in for another. She said “I need to be careful because I don’t want you to think I am that type of girl, but I have been thinking about this since we met.” He smiled and blushed and said “that’s good.” Then they talked some more and she said she had to travel with her boss this week, to
for two days. He had some tests and his brother was coming next weekend. He said I want you to meet him, she said sure. Her phone rang and it was her niece Mia. She put her on speaker and she talked about what every two year old talks about nothing. She told her that her baby sister was bad, they giggled. When she hung up he said “you do miss them don’t you?” She said “yes but they are not my kids.” She said she was going on vacation with her family this summer and looked forward to that and maybe a trip home in the fall. They realized it was getting late and Monday comes too soon. He maneuvered himself back in his chair while she grabbed the glasses as she went to head toward the kitchen he grabbed her waist and pulled her onto his lap. She said “ow Alex I don’t want to hurt you” and he said “impossible” and kissed her. She was lost in his eyes for about a minute and not even thinking she said “you are gorgeous” and he said “so are you.” He rubbed her back and she knew he was checking for a bra and she loved the suspense of him not knowing for sure if they were real and she knew he was dying to ask. She let it go. She kissed him again and said “you better go because soon I will have no self control.” He smiled and said “where in the world did you come from?” She said with some wit, “Cleveland, Ohio of course.” When he reached the door they kissed again and said they would talk this week. New York
She went to bed with a smile on her face and wondered when they would see each other again. He went home and thought this might actually be the real thing, but then again they had not touched on what dating someone like him was like. She had to be wondering about sex and he knew it would come up although she really did not seem interested and he thought that was good but odd. She was probably being polite, which was fine. He facebooked that he just had an amazing night. He liked to be a mystery. He did not put a lot on facebook but he went on and nosed around quite a bit. She had also facebooked that right when you stop looking you trip over what you are looking for. He also decided to friend her. She saw it and said yes but thought that opened up a new can of worms because they were both going to spend the next hour looking at each other’s pages. He saw what she wrote and blushed and clicked like so she did the same. She looked at all his pictures, she was a little taken back by the number of photos with girls. She called her sister and told her to log in and look and she said Kelly he is hot, but he is a hot player in a wheelchair. She did not like that. She said she did not get that impression; maybe he was waiting for the right girl. She said he had about 90% female friends and hot ones that in all his pictures, she said he is a player alrigtht. She figured she would keep her eye on the ladies in his life, that was not going to fly. She was confident but she had a jealous streak. It was weird looking at his life. He thought it was nice that she has so much of her family and liked seeing all of her hot girl friends from home and realized why she missed it so and thought she is never going to stay here, which made him sad but he kept looking. He did not know she had masters in psychology, interesting. He went to bed with sweet dreams ahead.
She was up bright and early ready for Monday it had been one week since they met at the coffee shop, she did not see him there but she looked. She could not focus to save her life; Kristy wanted details so they went to lunch. Kristy loved how happy Kelly was, it was a nice change. She had to do some firing when she went to
and that was weighing heavy on her mind. She was known for being good at it, that is where her psych degree helped but it was never easy. Her boss pushed her though because he liked it even less, but it needed to be done. Someone once said she can fire you and make you feel like it is what you wanted. Now that was definitely not always the case. She never rushed it and always had tissues on hand and she even helped them figure out what they were going to do. She came up with very fair severances and treated them with respect. Her boss would sit there and nod, which annoyed her but if he could do then she would not have a job. So for as happy as she was she dreaded the week ahead. New York
Alex went to class and had lunch with his friend Andrea and told her all about it and she like Rachel was not too interested which was getting on his nerves. He wanted to see her before she left but did not want to overdo it. Then around he got a text that said “don’t take this the wrong way but I can’t stop thinking about you.” He replied “same here, what should we do about that?” She said “I am now leaving tomorrow afternoon, what’s on your agenda tonight?” He replied “not much” Then thought he would love to show her campus and it was a beautiful day so the evening should be the same. He texted “why don’t you let me show you campus” and then he thought this is silly, and called her. She answered and said “sorry texting is impersonal” and he said “no I can’t type long things, it’s not as easy for me” and laughed and she felt awful and said “ow my I am so sorry I did not realize.” He said “no I did not mean it like that. I also just hate texting.” He forgot that she does not know his sarcasm yet. He went on to say “why don’t you come over here and we can take a walk on campus?” He told her where he lived. She said “that would be lovely.” He said to come around 6 and he would show her around. She thought she would miss her run, but who cares right it’s just one night. It would be the first day off in three months. She went home and got her packing done and put on what she thought was a nice sweat suit type thing and tied the jacket around her waist. She thought she looked too sporty but could not think of what else to wear. He was happy she would be seeing where he lived, it was not much but it was his and it would be an insight into his world. He loved campus so he was excited to show her. She packed for the dreaded trip and then headed over to Alex’s. She was excited to see his place, but considering the stage of life he was in she did not expect much, although she loved that he would be a lawyer she always wanted to date a lawyer she knew he was very smart. She hated to admit it but status was important to her, she could never date someone uneducated or someone who did not have a decent job.
She pulled up and saw that he lived in a first floor condo apartment type thing. She saw his car and parked and went to the door. She rang the bell and he opened the door and let her in. He thought she looked so good in her sweats. She wanted to grab him and kiss him but she held back. She said “hello” and it felt awkward that breaking the ice again, but he said “let me show you around” and she saw he had an electric wheel chair as well and he said fully noticing her reaction to it “when I have to jet around campus for class that makes things easier” she said “I bet.” She saw a few chairs and small kitchen adapted for him. She told him it was nice and it had that home feeling that she is definitely missing. He said he loved her place and she said “yea but all the stuff is rented its weird.” He asked how her day was and she said busy. He said the same of his. She said she did not want to go to
and he asked why and she said she had to let about three VP’s go and she knows their wives and they have kids and it just sucks. He said “wow that does suck.” He asked “why” and she explained. She said she felt they were getting a good severance but she has done it a thousand times and it never gets easier. She did not want to talk about it anymore. He wondered why she did that job if she hated it so much, but another time. He said lets go, and off they went. He said there was really just one place he wanted to take her. It was the quad in the center of campus. There was a little hill and she felt bad as he worked hard, but she did not want to overstep. They got there and it was nice, there were students everywhere camped out. He found an empty bench for her to sit at. Someone he knew came over and said hello. She sat down and told him it was gorgeous. He leaned over and kissed her, she kissed back and then said “thanks.” He said “no need.” He said he was sorry she was bummed about her trip and she said “it comes with the territory, there are things I love about my job the end result is usually pretty great, when you take two divisions consolidate and make one group. Sounds weird but I like it, and it has been very good to me. I love New York though. I love to shop and see all the busy.” He said “I liked looking at your pictures” and she said “I wish I could say the same” and he looked shocked and she quickly said “no there just is a lot of you and lots of pretty girls.” He said “ow, everyone wants to be my friend, they treat me like I am a puppy or something.” He said “hey I have been a very single guy and if a pretty girl says hi what is a guy to do.” She gave him a half grin and changed the subject. She said at least it was early spring in NY, she does not like traveling when it is snowing out east. He said he loved the snow as they get a lot back home She remembered his brother was coming town and inquired about that. He said he was driving through sort of and would be here late Saturday afternoon and leaving Sunday morning. She said “that is a fast one.” He said “what does your weekend look like?” and she said “Saturday I am racing at the park and then that night I am having dinner with the girls I run with and that is really it.” He said “well I know we are going out on Saturday night maybe we could meet up, I would like him to meet you.” She said “sure that would be great, the girls all have kids and such so they usually go home early it would be nice to go out.” He said “great!” New York
It was getting dark so they headed back. He could tell she was not in the best mood and she wasn’t. He got her a glass of water and she nosed around and looked at pictures, his family looked so nice and normal, which was comforting. She looked forward to meeting his brother but was nervous a little. It seemed early to meet family, but who can plan such things. She kept noticing how hot Alex was. Did he ever look bad, even when he was younger he might have been hotter. She asked him if he ever had an ugly stage. He said “what?” she said “well I had an ugly stage.” She then told him how she had lost a lot of weight, he said wow, but it did not really seem to faze him. But he said that made sense why she was so conscious of being healthy. He started to spasm a little she tried to ignore it but it was pretty strong he said “you can ask” She said ‘if you want me to know something you will tell me He said “if you want to know something ask, I can’t really read what if anything that you might be curious about.” She said “honestly I have not thought a lot about it, is that bad?” He said “no but I am not sure I believe you” and seemed distracted by the spasm that was still going strong. She said “well maybe in a moment but it passes and I forget.” He said “like?” and she said “sometimes I wonder if I should lend a hand” and he said “I will ask and you can offer it, I will be honest.” She said “I just don’t ever want to offend you” he said “honestly you can’t and if you do I will tell you.” She said “well that is comforting” with a wince. He said “Kelly if this is going to work we have to talk, this is not easy and I am not going to sugar coat that.” She said “OK” putting her head down like she was scolded. He was trying to work out the spasm by picking his legs up and lifting up in his chair repeatedly, he said “this is honestly the worst part, I have them under control much better now, but they still suck big time.” It was making him very rigid and he was leaning back he looked like he was in pain. She said in a much quieter tone than she usually spoke in “does it hurt?” and he said “sometimes with a shaky voice, it hurts the pride more, when I am in class or in public or in front of your new girl friend” with a puppy face. She for the first time felt bad for him. It seemed to subside, he looked flushed, she knew she had to show acceptance somehow and she needed to do it fast. She walked over and sat on his lap and said “your new girl friend thinks you are easily the sexiest man she has ever seen” and grabbed his face and kissed him deeply. He put his hands on her side and kissed back. He then said “thanks.” She said “no problem.” She said “if you need my help ask, if you want me to know something tell me, I will ask as it comes promise.” She then said “deal” and he said “deal.” Once again he was amazed by her attitude. So they continued to make out. He again felt her back and she knew but she thought just a little longer leave him in suspense. He was too much of a gentleman to ask. She said she better go, big day in the morning. She wanted to stay but it was not the night for that. Plus she wanted to be a lady. He looked disappointed, but she was not good company in her opinion. He thanked her for coming over and told her to have a good trip and that he would call her and she said great. They kissed and she headed out the door. He wished she had stayed but knew her head was somewhere else. She drove home wondering where this was going, she felt something for him, something scary different.