Can't love you enough

Chapter 3

I woke up with a start. I have no idea how the hell I fell asleep, but that doesn't matter. I lift my head to look around, and Chet is gone. Attached to the table is a note that says, Went home, see you later. I sighed and sat back down, and then I noticed that my cheek was wet. Drool. Why do humans have the curse of drooling when we sleep? I spotted the bathroom and walked over to it. I went in and walked to the sink. I was going to miss Kaya. He was like a second father to me.

I turned on the hot water and collected it in my hands, splashing my face repeatedly, rubbing at the same time.

I went over to the paper dispenser and took a paper, drying my face clean. Looking in the mirror, I smiled. I still looked like I always did. Like a heart breaker. Handsome.

Now seemed like a perfect time to take a mirror selfie, so I did. I lifted my sweatshirt to show my abs and looked straight into the mirror, doing that faraway, distant look. After I was done, I smiled again and  left the bathroom, still thinking about Kaya.

I wasn't really paying any attention when I left the bathroom, and I was lost in thought. I was walking to my seat when I bumped into someone. In order to see that person, of course I would have to look down a little to see them.

I tilted my head down to apologize, and I blinked twice, stunned.

I was currently looking at a very beatiful woman right now. Very. Her eyes were wide in surprise, mouth closedin a mock expression.

And I just stared and blinked, mouth closed. Me.

I wanted to apologize. I just couldn't find words to describe what I was thinking right then. I was just staring and blinking, like a fish in a damn glass bowl.

O wait a second, fish don't even blink. That's how dumb I am right about now. The presense of this woman was making me temporarily dumb.

I think I saw a flicker of SOMETHING in her eyes. Was it .... understanding? Noooo, no, no I have decided it was just my dumbass mind playing tricks again.

She nodded. I nodded. And she walked away, out of the door, out of the resturant, went to who knows where. She went. She's gone.

I went back to the table, grabbed Chet's note, all of the garbage, and I threw it in a nearby trashcan. I powerwalked out of the building, over to my car, started it and drove away as quickly as the speed limit went. I wasn't tryin to get no damn ticket right now. I had too much shit on my mind to think about a ticket.

And guess what? The whole ride I was thinking about .....Her.