The next morning the first thing that came into your mind was Michael, the surprise of meeting him, the long conversation, and him walking you home. You smiled from ear to ear, until you realized, it was only a one time thing.
You thought maybe you should return to the coffee shop to see if he'd be there, but you didn't want to get your hopes up. He probably doesn't even like you like that, you thought; but it was worth a shot.
Walking inside you ordered the same thing as you did the day before, and you stood waiting for the seat you two were sitting at to be open. When it was, you sped over there as fast as you could, and you nearly bumped into someone in the process.
"Hey kid, watch where you're going!"
"Excuse me, Im sorry!" you said as you kept pushing through people to make it to your seats.
You waited for an hour, looking out the window at everyone passing by to hopefully see him, but no luck. You took your last sip and stood up to leave.
You leave upset, looking at the ground as you swerve through people to walk out, when you felt strong hands grab your wrist.
"What the fuck!" You yell aggressively, you pull your hand away and turn around to see who grabbed you. When you realized who it was, your jaw dropped. Michael stood there with a shocked and embarrassed face.
"Im sorry! Im sorry!" you say over and over again.
"No Im sorry i shouldn't have done that, do you forgive me?" Michael says either a concerned tone.
You nodded and let him take your hand as he gently kissed it, and pulled you towards the door.
"I was really hoping to see you here again." he says shyly sliding his hands into his pockets.
"So was i," you say. "hoping to see you, not me heh. Well you know what i mean, right?" you say nervously.
He chuckles, "You're funny."
"Thanks, So i have been here for a year and a half and i still haven't seen much."
"Really? I can show you around, if you'd like."
"No!" you say quickly. "You're probably too busy or have better things to do, i couldn't possibly -"
He cuts you off, "I like talking to you, you're fun."
Both of you board the Staten Island Ferry to pass the Statue of Liberty. You two have spent all day together, talking about future roles, Dexter, Broadway.. (etc) And you ask him one more question when he answers saying,
"I don't want to talk about me anymore, i want to get to know you. What do you do?"
You get nervous, you don't want to tell him you're a forensic tech because you'll be embarrassed. But you know you shouldnt lie, so you just tell him.
"Forensic tech, i also go and investigate crime scenes."
He looks at you and his eyes widen, "Wow, that's tough! You must be really smart."
You feel yourself turn red.
"Why are you blushing?" He giggles and puts his hand on your back.
"I just thought you'd laugh or something.."
He faces you and gives you a little smirk and faces back out to the water. He brushes his hand on yours as he walks towards the rail to lean on it. You smile as you watch him shiver when a freezing breeze blows by over the water. He holds his hands out towards you to hold you close to him, you put your head on his chest and hugged him tight.
Later on that night he walked you back to your place, hand in hand.
"Today was fun." He says
"I still can't believe I've spent the whole day with you."
He laughs, putting his cold fingers on your cheek, as he kisses you softly.
