Cupid's mistake

6.

POV CINDY  -

Standing at threshold of the door , I watched him , his right arm flexing to tighten the screw at the faucet , a big tattoo peaking out from under the sleeve of his white t-shirt.

His eyebrows were furrowed , eyes focused on task at hand , black disheveled curls framing the sharp angular face .

He was surely handsome .
But so were a lot of people I met since Jason left me...

why am I drawn to this man so much ?
I thought, standing there on the doorway.

Maybe , I am a lot lonely than I actually let myself to believe ...

Yes , that's the reason , I am craving a connection with this stranger so bad..

And he saved my baby ,
It's the gratitude making me feel strongly , right ?

Feeling my gaze on him , he stopped and looked at me , surprise in his green eyes.
" What do you want ? "

I was slightly taken aback by that question.

I pointed at the plate filled with cookies in my hands , "Hi , I made these today . Wanna try some ? "

Putting the wrench in his hand near the sink , he came near me ,
blowing the air off from his mouth , as if he was about to have an awkward conversation , he said , in his deep voice ,

" Look Cindy , I know we are neighbours. " he said avoiding looking at my eyes , " and I may have saved your son by chance and all , but I would prefer if you don't interact with me . " he added , sitting on a rusty stool near the window table .

" I am not a fan of social formalities.
I prefer to be alone. Besides , you aren't even my type. So stop trying so hard. It makes me uncomfortable. "

My mouth fell open hearing his words , my ears reddening with embarrassment and anger.

That rude jerk !

What does he think of himself ?

Arms crossed , I said ,
" Excuse me ! You may not like me , that's perfectly fine , but do you have to be so rude ?
I was just being nice to you.
I guess that was a bad idea.
I would certainly remember from now onwards to leave you alone.
And for the record , I am not interested in you AT ALL.
Rudeness is also not my type.
So don't misunderstand my friendliness ."

His words had stung bad.

I stomped out of there , untouched plate of cookies clasped tight in my hands.

POV PAUL -

It's for the best of both of us .

Now she doesn't have to deal with me.

And I don't have to bother about my weird feelings for her .

I closed my eyes taking a deep drag of the cigarette.

Author's note - Next update on following Wednesday.