Make it Right

Chapter 4

You end up ordering Chinese from your favorite restaurant. As you place the order you ask him, "Can you eat stuff like this?"

JK looks puzzled and ask, "What do you mean?"

"Well, don't you need to 'eat clean' and things to look like you? All jokes aside, you cannot just walk around willy-nilly looking like you do. The ladies in the office were in an absolute tizzy this entire week because of you.  Do you know how many times I had to hear about this shiny new executive?"

With a rueful smile, he shakes his head and says, "Were they?" You give him an earnest nod yes.  He then makes eye contact with you and asks, "Were you?" You think to yourself, "There he goes...doing it again, flirting. What is he trying to do? Being here is dangerous. I'll have dinner and get the hell out of here."

You tell him, "No. I don't usually get involved in office gossip or politics. Besides, I didn't think I would ever have a reason to run into this 'flawless, handsome, young business wizard playboy' so I didn't even pay attention. Why? Did you want me to be in a tizzy over the new hire?"

He looks at you through his lashes and say, "Only if it's me."

You reply, "Well, I am sure I would have if I didn't know you."                

He puts you into a loose headlock and give you a pretend noogie on your head. Amid this chaos, he gets a call, not wanting to invade his privacy, you turn away from his phone and look around the room. You don't turn back to him until he is off the phone.

He asks, "What are you doing?"

You ask, "What? What are you talking about?  I'm not doing anything. I'm just sitting here."

"You are look around suddenly." He says as he mimics you.

"It's called manners. You know, giving someone privacy to take a call? Gosh... You'd think you were raised by wolves."

He laughs and says, "Our food is here. I'm going to go and get it. I'll be back. You're not going to run or anything, are you?" He says as he gives you another wink. That wink goes straight to your core, liquefying things, yet again.

You tell him, "I believe I've earned this meal and I fully intent to collect what I am owed. I'm not going anywhere until I have consumed all of it."

He gives you a smile that brightens the entire room and says, "Okay. I'll be right back." You follow him downstairs to wait for him in the kitchen. While he is gone, you walk into the living room and look out the window that spans from floor to ceiling. He has to have the best view in the city. Then you think, "What's all this flirting he is doing? This wasn't the relationship we had before? I mean, sure we were twelve, but he never behaved any different. I was like his sister."

If you were to be completely honest, you did have the biggest crush on him in middle school and used to fantasize about him being your first kiss and first... other things too. But you are not twelve years old anymore. You hold your head in your hands and say to yourself, "Just eat the food and go. He is practically a stranger. Don't get sucked in by all of this fanciness. And definitely don't get suck in by all of that," gesturing to indicate his body.

You hear him behind you asking, "Who's getting sucked in?"

You quickly reply, "What? What are you talking about? It's nothing. Oh, that smells great. I'm famished." During dinner, you continue telling him about how you spent the past ten plus years of your life. You tell him the good parts, bad parts, and sad parts. He listens intently and empathy in his eyes makes your heart squeeze.

When you are sick of listening to yourself talk, you tell him, "Now it's your turn." JK is generous in the details, and you can tell how organized his thoughts are. You think, "No wonder he is good at what he does. He is absolutely captivating." Then the next immediate thought in your mind is, "I wonder what he looks like naked." You are embarrassed for even thinking such things.