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"You look worse and worse every day you come in, ya know."

I ignore my coworker's remark as I drop my bag in the break room.

I'm not in the mood for laughs and jokes today. Usually I don't mind work but I woke up in a very mad mood.

Maybe it has something to do with the fact that I haven't seen Theo's annoying ass in almost a week.

I can't help but think about the serious man later on during my whole break without even realizing it. I still think nothing of it.

But it isn't until I'm clocking out for the day and driving home that it begins to bother me.

He's still on my mind.

Oh man, I should have never went on that date. Now all I can think about is him when I'm talking to someone else.

I bite my lip.

Of course he's so sexy with his hair all tousled. And his teeth are so white and sparkly...

I shake my head to get rid of all the unnatural thoughts.

Why should I be thinking about that jerk?

Who cares if he smells good and makes a mean lasagna?

...Or if his jacket is very comfortable and still smells like him?

This is kind of terrifying.

It's scary because this is my first time acting having feelings like this in a long time and I don't know how to handle it.

All I do know is that he's on my mind way more than a friend should be.

And we're not even friends.



Mason takes me out to Waffle House for dinner.

"What's the special occasion?"
I ask as soon as he pulls up and parks.

His little brother's head pops up between the seats.

"Hi, Ayah!"

I grin at the shy 14 year old.

He's cute, he reminds me of my nephew back home in Texas.

"Hey, buddy. What, your mom went out on another date?"
I ask.

"Yeah, she went out with Jeff again. I wanted to stay at home and watch tv but Mason never lets me do anything."
Frankie says.

Mason glares.

"I'm telling you, leaving boys at home alone at his age is a bad idea. How do you think I discovered corn with another letter?"
He rants.

"You think I don't know what porn is? I've known since the 3rd grade!"
Frankie grumbles.

"What!?"

I narrow my eyes when Mason gets all quiet later on that night.

"What?"

"Nothing."
He says immediately.

"Nah, it's definitely something. You always have something to say."
I say cautiously.

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