Amelia had everything- family, friends, a promising future- the sky was the limit. But just like that everything was taken from her. One moment she's planning her high school graduation party the next she's laying on a therapist's couch. It was as i...
After lunch we decided to take a walk through the park that was heavily shaded thanks to the dozens of green oak trees that lined the path. Our stride was slow as we took in the fresh atmosphere of the warm summer day. Around us, I caught glimpses of other couples who shared the same idea.
At times like this, I would find a spot at a nearby bench and people watch for hours. But rather than focus on others, I wanted to give all my attention to just one person for a change.
I looked over at him to find his gaze locked on the cobble stone path in front of us. His eyes narrowed as if he was searching the ground for answers. Seeing him in such deep thought made me realize that I had seen that same look once before. Back when he was reading over my resume during my first interview in his office, it was with the same look of conjecture.
"Penny for your thoughts."
His voice was low. "I can't help but think. What was your initial impression of me, that I was some kind of seducer who has been with dozens of women?"
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My brows raised to his unexpected question. It felt like my stomach started doing uncontrollable backflips.
"Is this because of yesterday when I called you a playboy?" My voice filled with panic. "I shouldn't have called you that, it was just that I wasn't thinking straight. Sometimes I say things before thinking and-"
Elijah grasped my chin, making my mind go blank. Whoa, the man had me sounding like Aralyn when she got caught in a lie. Blabbing and making no sense.
"Amelia, I'm talking about when you first came to see me about the secretary position. Was your first opinion of me that I was some kind of womanizer?"
"Truthfully?" I asked with a daring expression. Was I really about to tell him that I pretty much stalked his pictures on my laptop up until the very last point? Even before I left to go to the interview I sat at my desk on the computer and searched his name.
I clicked on article after article of his psychiatric accomplishments and anything pertaining to his field. Within each piece there was a picture of him wearing his typical professional attire. The same button down dress shirt with his hair slicked back, revealing his smoldering bedroom eyes.
"My first thought was that you were just as handsome in your photos as you were in person. It got me thinking about what you must have looked like when you were back in school."
"Oh, I see." Elijah chuckled. "Let me guess, you thought I got through school by just my good looks." A guilty smile crept its way over my mouth.
"Well. . ."
Elijah stopped walking long enough to grab my hand to pull me back. My back hit his chest, letting me feel every muscle in his abdomen. I cautiously tilted my head back to see him.
"Wait you really th-
"I'm kidding, Elijah." I explained, "look, whether you're aware of it or not, you attract people. More specifically, women." Although, I was pretty much convinced that this man could attract men too- if tried. "I will confess that the more I've thought about you, the more I keep telling myself to take things slow."
