The Apple Tree

Chapter 13

Katie's POV
I walked to the door, nervous. He hadnt seen my new hair or makeup or clothes. Last time he saw me I was wearing my old leggings.
I took a deep breath before opening the door.
'Hi, come in!'
He looked very handsome. He was wearing a blue shirt and brown chinos. He smiled. His smile was beautiful.
'Im just going to get my handbag, then I'll be ready.'
'No problem, take your time.'
I walked into my room and began to look for my handbag. I began to panick and couldnt find it. I lifted my coat, and of course there it was. I walked out to find him looking at the files for Corin. He glanced up.
'So, are you taking him in?'
'Yes, well hopefully I have a meeting with his social worker on Wednesday.'
His head shot up, in suprise.
'Wow, really? Most children like that are hardly ever taken in.'
'I dont know how to explain it, things went shit with my family and I seen his face in the car that day and I dont want him to end up in loads of different homes, that cant be easy.'
He looked at me with real concern in his eyes. I hadnt seen that look since I left Kilkenny. He shot up out of his chair.
'Ok, lets go!'
I walked towards him and he took my hand. I felt butterflies.
'You look beautiful.'
I looked down at the floor. I'm sure my face was bright red. I felt like I was 15 again.
Finally we got to the restraunt. We talked about our hobbies and intrests. When we were done I began to take out my purse. He put his hand across the table onto my hand.
'No need, I have it.'
Before I could protest he had paid. We walked outside. It was windy, as usual. I was used to the cold. I didnt mind. He took off his jacket and threw it around my shoulders.
'Its fine, really!'
'No, girls always say its fine, I know its not, your cold.'
I thanked him. We reached my apartment.
'Do you want to come in for a beer?'
He looked at me and smiled. He really was beautiful.
'Of course, if it means more time with you.'
I smiled as I walked up the stairs, he was holding my hand. I couldnt believe how nice and mannerly he was. Most of my dates, well, they end in disasters. We walked into the house, I opened a new bottle of wine and poured it into two new glasses I had bought for the apartment when I moved in, I never got to use them after. We sat and talked. It felt like minutes. 2 hours had passed. He got up.
'I have to go. I have work in the morning. Plus, you have a big day tomorrow.'
I walked over. He held his hand in mine and slipped a small piece of paper into my hand. He kissed me on the forehead and left. I opened the paper as soon as he left.

0875573285
Text me so I have yours beautiful.

I text him once i had everything cleaned:
'Hey this is Katie:).'