Karma

Chapter 3

"No. Doesn't mean you didn't want to. " He said relaxing with a silly smirk on his face. I let out a breath of relief upon hearing this.

So I found out his name is Sam. He is 26. He owns the bar where I am pretty sure I made a total fool of myself last night. The bartender saw that I was pretty wasted & asked me to get a cab home and being as stubborn as I sometimes am I insisted I was good enough to drive. Total bullshit by the way. So Sam carried me to the back seat of his car which I puked all over. Apparently, I lost my keys and asked him to come home with me and assured that I would pay to have his car fully cleaned. The last part, I do believe.

Once he was done explaining I was embarrassed. Embarassed is probably an understatement. I get that I was heartbroken and didnt want to think about that ass hole or his future wife and child. I just didn't expect to ask a guy to sleep with me. Or have him say no. But the fact that I probably looked and smelled like throw up must have had something to do with it. Anyway the atmosphere was clearly awkward and so I offered to pay for his car once again which he politely declined. The silence in the room was so loud that he just blurted out

" So Melissa, would you like to go for breakfast with me?"

Being completely thrown off guard, the first thing that came out of my mouth was

" Like Right now? "

Scratching the back of his head like that wasn't the response he was expecting.

" Uhmm. .. Yeah unless you have plans or its a bad time. Sorry I shouldn't have. .... "

"Sure. I'd love to. " I interrupted him. He looked nervous but it was kinda cute how he kept mumbling on. And honestly with the hangover I had, I'd be crazy to turn it down.

I went to my bedroom to take a quick shower. Remembering that it was about half past 9 am, I called in sick. I am quiet the pro at this. I even throw in a fake cough or 2. My boss let me take the rest of the day off. I took about 25 minutes to get all cleaned up. I wore skinny jeans, a football jersey and ankle boots. I had my hair parted in the middle and let it down as opposed to my usual up do. Quite chic if you ask me.

I walked out and he had to have a second look. All he could say was wow. He was dressed this time. I must say I prefer him shirtless but the way his T- shirt was clinging to his body, it looked like it was painted on him. Still had a good view so it was still a win win. He wore jeans too so we kinda looked matchy. Coincidence much?

I opened the garage door and there was my anniversary gift from John. Stupid. Stupid John. An all black Range rover. I deserved it though. Sam decided to drive since he knew where he was taking me.

He drove and connected his phone to the aux cord. He is a pretty big fan of rnb. Nice. He intertwined his fingers in mine with one hand while he drove with the other. He is a total stranger how can I possibly be okay with this? I have no idea. Maybe it's cause of the break up. Maybe this was a beginning of something new. Or a new me. I didn't care but I was loving it