Day - ONE

Red rose

Sophie's POV

I rushed into my apartment keeping my stethoscope and other utilities to the coffee table. I ascended towards stairs.

Relax. Sophie. Relax

I went inside my room. I paced back and forth then I sat down on bed tapping my feet on the ground , chewing my lips and at the same staring almost into nothing.

There is no point of being that agitated yet I can not gave myself a single reason not to feel that way.

I opened my closet and started to explore options I had.

A summer dress. Too much for first date.

Though, I had decided to wear sunflower summerdress which apparently shows my cleavage because it has V- cut neck. The option seemed completely irrelevant today.

Then upon dwelling onto every single option I had. I wore black shirt and blue jeans I wore consistently.

I tied my hair into messy bun but this does not seem to work. My arms started acting due to holding my hair upwards for too long. I left it finally all my hair outspread on my shoulders. Too Humid.
Suddenly my mind drifted on the fact that I haven't switched on the fan till now.

I applied lip balm and tried putting eyeliner in shape but I failed miserably at it. Finally I made a messy bun and told my mind to take into consideration of fact that it is perfect and not to have an insane urge to undo and do my hair again.

I saw time in my watch twenty minutes left. God ! I took my handbag , wore raincoat and took an umbrella dashing towards the door slipping on floor. Loosing my steadiness and stumbling onto nothing. Almost falling hard but resisted , I am glad nobody saw that. I thought to myself.

I locked the door . Emma has duplicate keys. That would be no problem. I murmured to myself.

On my way to the lane I walked towards the local cafe and it started to drizzle I took out my umbrella and outstretched it.

After almost reaching there it lashed out heavily . I entered cafe with muddy boots wiping my face using my hands. I reached.

I closed my umbrella.

I turned around to see a handsome man sitting on chair his eyes twinkling with fascination and his smile that reached from one ear to another sitting and staring at me while laughing at his own personal joke.

I turned my head down my smile did not vanished from my face for a single second.

I stood there for few seconds . He made gesture to sit in front of him and I was embrassed or blushing I still don't know but my cheeks felt warm and I could not able to see him in his eyes.

I sat in front of him. Almost avoiding any kind of eye contact because that's his eyes that had made me fall in love with him. He is most irresistible man I know.

' Quite Nervous. Aren't you?' He said in his deep voice he was gazing down under his lashes on my hands which were on my earring twisting and playing with it. I stretched my ear and his voice took me off guard.

' Yeah. I really am.' I admitted horrified by the idea that he studied my body language transparently.

' Me too.' He said in low voice and focus on his phone he kept his phone aside.
' Why did you wanted to meet me ? ' He questioned and after that his eyes met mine and my breathe hitched.

First time after all these years I took a good look of Alarick. I saw that there was no immature , teenager with lean body that I knew once. His whole body oozed with masculinity , his face sculpted , his hair messy and wet due to rain , his cheekbones visible , his well tonned body , his eyebrow cut he has since he was nine years old, his biceps lurking below his white shirt , his eyes above all apparently met mine sending me shivers of hot and cold all over again.

My own consciousness brought me back to present again with a long pause.

' Umm , I was in the town and I thought of hanging out with old friends. I went out with Jasper few days ago.' I suggested his eyes narrowed and he whispered ' That's it.' Only two syllables. I saw a flicker of disappointment on his face and he was back in his aura of collected person.

No ! It's not that but I don't want to be that desperate chick who is still holding onto the guy she met during her high school without knowing whether feelings are mutual or not , without knowing his relationship status.

I noticed his hand on the red rose kept aside he picked it up and gave it to me.

' You know what a single red rose symbolizes?' He asked me handling me over the rose in his hand.

' I have no idea.' I took it , smiling at him and kept it aside.

He stared at me in amazement and chuckled and looked at him my heart beating loud I straightened my back.

We ordered hot coffee as it was best when it is raining.

' So you work under Dr. Smith. He is my acquaintance but I don't know him as a person.' We have been talking for an hour now and awkwardness seems to be ease now. Still when he looks at me accidently either smile appears on my face or my heart started to beat fast.

' He is quite strict and disciplinarian, regular as clock . Even we young doctors make fun of his bantering and over enthusiastic nature we can not deny the fact he is master in his profession.' I sipped the coffee at the same time covering my hands around it too feel some warmth.

He took an eager interest in my likes and dislikes but whenever I started talking about past he doesn't seems to remember much about it. I on the other day can describe day vividly like they happened yesterday.

I was quite taken by my own spontaneity my topics deviated from all these years in medical profession , my pet cat - Handsome , my parents separation , how my friend circle is more like doctors from different fields , my interest in literature and even I was reading Wuthering Heights again from the start even how many guys I have been with my serious boyfriend Sebastian apart from one sitting in front of me.

The rain poured on the ground , the hot coffee in my hand , an old local cafe with coffee aroma spread over , few old books aligned at side , cold air touching your body , a red rose and a man sitting in front of you whom you have admired whole your life is trying hard holding onto conversation because he seems to be aware of your awkward demeanor and introverted nature. Could I say I lived my best day ever ? I could claim that on that day.