Sentimental Chances (On-Going)

Chapter 19 : Let's Go To Barcon Perk

I got dressed and went ahead to get breakfast. Not long, Roy came to eat. He looked clean after being so hot and sweaty from his morning jog. I could smell a whiff of his body spray and the clay pomade from his hair. The scent was comfortable on my nose, so I wanted to stick it to him.

"Morning," he greeted me.

"Oh, hey. I mean... morning," I stammered.

Anyhow, he got dressed in a long-sleeved navy blue turtleneck top and checkered slacks. Even though the material was thick, I still could picture him shirtless.

I was hoping that my face didn't turn red just imagining his abs underneath that thick clothing.

He could be one of those #fitsperation people after telling me that he was chubby and worked hard to lose that weight.

Pfft... #fitsperation. That's so 2013.

Either way, he could be those people. Must be inspiring.

"Man, they have the best Hungarian cheese sausage ever," Roy said as he started eating it. "Hmm... so good."

I just nodded. "Yeah... It is. You look... good, by the way."

He just raised his brow at me right after, yet he smiled. "Thanks."

Somehow, I just wanted to tell him that to let it out of my system. I didn't compliment him because of how he fixed himself up, but it was because I wanted to tell him that his hot bod was so fine.

Maybe it was a weird approach, but it was still worth it.

I did get that butterfly inside my tummy, and I did everything to not let out a giggle.

"You look great, too," Roy added. I think he was just being nice. "I like the... new look."

"Thanks," I said politely, and I could feel my cheeks burning even more.

"Thanks again for letting me write about your photo studio."

"No problem. I'm so honored that you will be writing about it."

"And don't worry, I won't be on the way when you guys are working," Roy assured me.

"Okay," I nodded. "Anyway, if you have any questions, Mav is there to help you out."

"Alright."

After eating, we put on our coats as we were heading out the door. Before leaving, I liked to check all the stuff that I needed for work. You know, after I accidentally misplaced that one thing for my job. "Okay, I got my phone, my wallet, and of course, my camera. Never forgetting that again," I claimed jokingly.

"Hey, guys, where are you heading?" Barry asked as he walked in the hallway.

"My photo studio," I answered.

Barry was looking at us all funny. "You two? Together?"

Roy and I exchanged glances and nodded at him. "Yeah..." Roy replied, shrugging his shoulders. "Oh, I forgot my notebook. I'll be right back real quick."

"No problem," I said.

Once Roy rushed up to get his stuff from his room, Barry turned to me with that same weird expression on his face. "You guys have been hanging out a lot," he remarked. "Is there something going on between you two?"

I froze. It felt like cold, icy water splashed on me from his assumption about me and Roy. "What!?" I stuttered. Plus, my voice got high, and I was hoping that I wasn't obvious. "Ahem... I'm just showing him around, and he wanted to write about my photo studio."