Thirty Dates

chapter 7. Eva/Adam

Eva walked out of the designated building and decided just to walk, not back home or anywhere particular just walk where her feet takes her. With nothing in her mind she just walked thinking about her bleak future.

She would work in her dad's company for which she had no passion, no interest, no care. She imagined her mornings like Gwen, styled with perfection and power but with no heart.

Her career might become successful in marketing but she may never become wholesome.

She had to cross the street and she waited for the sign to go green at crossroad, half buried in self misery Eva stepped before the lights went green, a sharp honk of going taxi pulled her from her thoughts, before she could mind her steps a large hand snatched her left arm and pulled her towards him with sheer force that she collided right into it.

An umph noise made Eva look at her rescuer only to confuse her what the hell is this son of a gun doing here.

Adam tighten her hold on her arm causing her pain in simple hold.

"Are you now planning a suicide right In front of my office after I rejected you? That would make some great news futher" Adam barked at Eva.

Eva glared with all hate in her big flashy forest green eyes that made Adam more crazy than before.

"I am not a damsel in distress or that shallow to throw away my life over a jerk like you" Eva stepped on his shoe with all her strength and Adam flinched immediately realising her.

"A simple thank you would be enough" Adam grumbled.

"What for?" Eva frowned.

"For Saving your life of course" Adam stating the obvious looked around the block, the lights were green he grabbed Eva's arm and started crossing the street.

Shell shocked Eva grumbled at Adam "what the hell are you doing? Leave my hand this instinct" Eva shouted trying to break free from his evil clutches.

"I didn't grab your hand but your arm" Adam muttered dragging her all the way around the corner to a small coffee shop.

"Are you a sociopath paired up with world largest douche bag" Eva fired up. Inching closer to his face

"Calm your nerves Madam I do not appreciate shit talks, and I certainly don't hesitate in returning them back" Adam's jaw ticked with silent rage in his amber eyes.

Eva nervously gulped at his close approximately and backed out Adam's eyes spoke to her silently as 'smart move' she stepped back and Adam opened the coffee shop door asking her to follow him.

Eva laughed inwardly at his weird ' I'm the boss of my universe' attitude and in some other situation she would have left without bating a eye, but she couldn't shook his headless attitude and it only made her more curious why he invited her to follow him silently.

She tiptoed inside the shop making no noise and also trying to hush her mind in stepping out.

Adam was ordering his coffee reserving one open seat for her in busy area.

Taking her seat she immediately started firing her questions.

"What do you want?" Eva asked.

"A love story" Adam replied in off beat.

"You can find hundreds of writers that can provide you your precious love story" Eva mimicked in tease.

"I know and I can't" Adam said praying God for all the patients.

"I can not either, sorry buddy" Eva smiled feeling a bit better seeing someone as frustrated as her.

"Why?" Adam questioned, their coffee arriving, one cold coffee and one black.

"I love cold coffee, thank you" Eva said brightly.

"Who said it's for you, I'm in mood for cold coffee, the plain black is for you" Adam snorted and switched their coffee's.

"I don't want black" Eva argued.

"Take it or leave it" Adam smirked.

Eva huffed and took her coffee anyway. Blowing her hair hair back softly which kept falling, covering her left eye.

"Why?" Adam asked again.

"Why? Because I'm not cut for romance drama" Eva replied simply taking her open hair in her hand and roughly pulling them in messy bun.

Adam watched her whole face changed, her face was more in focus now all her hair were gone, she had a unusual clear pale skin with coated rosy cheeks, he couldn't tell whether they were natural or wonder of blush.

"It makes sense, but you can at least write about it" Adam stirred his coffee.

"How can a person write about anything when he doesn't have a clue about it" Eva said "in my case, when she doesn't have a clue about it" she air quoted the line again.

"You don't need to know love, in fact I am glad to hear you don't know anything about that trap" Adam laughed a bit.

"You talk as if you know about love, and what's the obsession with love story?" Eva asked for her curious mind.

"I had my bad shares, which I don't need to elaborate, all I need is a damn love story to publish as soon as possible" Adam sighed.

"I don't see where I fit in here" Eva curled her lips.

"You are the writer, you fit perfectly" Adam rolled his eyes.

"Not a romantic one, plus I don't think I can write anything I don't even qualify in my own hand picked Genre" Eva laughed dryly.

"Says who?" Adam asked.

"Says you. You called me for the darn deal" Eva said bitterly.

"I called you because I saw potential in you, I thought a writer like you can easily pull off a cheesy love story" Adam said truthfully.

Eva remained silent, taking in his appreciated words. She looked in his eyes and asked "Do you mean it?"

"Yes" Adam replied easily, because it's never hard to accept truth he wholeheartedly believed she was a good writer.

"Thank you" Eva said quietly.

"Now Miss Martin, I told you the truth, I need your help and you need mine, are we willing to help each other?" Adam asked holding his breath .

"I can't give you false hopes Mister Miller, I cannot write romance as I have never experienced love before, and I can not write about a thing which I am not familiar about" Eva replied with sinking heart.

Adam didn't speak for a while. "Have you never had boyfriend before?" Eva frowned, "I am sorry it's personal, but I have to ask" Adam said.

"I had one, long ago when I was just a kid" Eva replied awkwardly.

If he met a girl like Eva where she claimed she knows nothing about love, or never had any boyfriends before, Adam would have laughed and asked that girl to find another scapegoat cause he had dealt with that slot many times.

But Eva has been straightforward like him, she did not deceived him by taking up his deal, her denial is because she is afraid she can't write about a thing she doesn't know about. That's it. !!!!!

Adam cleared his throat because he had never been this uncertain about his own plans.

"Your only problem is you can't write about romance because your lack of unfamiliarity" Adam asked.

Eva gave him a nod.

"What if your unfamiliarity turns into knowledgeable familiarity" Adam said slowly.

"Meaning?" Eva asked for more light on his solution.

"Meaning, that I make you familiar with love" Adam said simply.

Eva laughed out loud and that ticked Adam off again, "How do you plan on doing that?" Eva chuckled.

"By going on dates. Thirty Dates" Adam said irritatedly.