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“I’m going to get lunch,” Ky said a little while later. I had been lost in my work and hadn’t even realized it was that late. Bridget hadn’t come to talk to me anymore, but a few times I heard her voice in the background talking to the prospect about the papers she was organizing. “You want to go to the diner?”
“Uh,” I hesitated as my eyes slid over to the door leading to the lobby.
Ky made some noise then chuckled.
“Never thought you were into the real kinky stuff. I mean, I’m not judging. But if she’s going to beat you, just make sure to remember your safe word.”
“You’re such an asshole,” I said shaking my head.
“Maybe next time, make it someplace less visible.”
He walked off before I could get another word in.
Realizing that I was, in fact, hungry, I cleaned up as best I could.
“Hey,” I said stepping into the lobby. “You want to… go get some lunch?”
“Huh?” Her head whipped up like she hadn’t even heard me come in. “What?”
“Lunch? Food? Want to go eat it?”
“With you?”
“Well, yeah,” I answered. “I mean, you know, because if you’re hungry now, I was going to go get something to eat.”
Why did it look like she had to think about it?
It was a simple question and I couldn’t understand what was so hard to figure out.
“Um, no. Thanks though,” she finally answered.
This woman was kind of odd and really confusing.
“Okay,” I said drawing the word out. “You want me to get you anything?”
“Nope,” she said returning her attention to her organizing. I had to say, the place looked much better. I couldn’t believe that I had let it pile up for so long.
“You’re not going to eat?” I had no clue why I couldn’t just let it go.
“I’ve got some peanut butter crackers in my car. I’m good.”
And that was just unacceptable to me. Especially because I’d seen her scarf down the food last night like a person that had forgotten what food was.
I felt bad. That was the thing that rattled around in my brain as I rode over to the diner.
It was the excuse I used as I sat briefly with Ky and a few others and ordered my food to-go.
It was the reason I held onto as I rode my ass back to the garage and hesitated on my plan.
Yeah, I had no idea what was going on. I blamed it on the fact that I just wasn’t sure about her. Not even a little. While I didn’t think she was out to get me or the club, I had no clue about anything else. She was different, that was for sure. But I couldn’t tell if I liked it or not.
“You didn’t have to do this,” she said after I set the still hot burger and fries in front of her. She looked up at me and I would have sworn that her eyes softened a little.
“You didn’t have to dothis,” I replied back pointing to all the work she’d done for the shop.
“Fair point. Thank you.”
“Come on, there’s a break room in the back.”
