Maybe It's Destiny

Chapter 3

A/N: SEX IS A GREAT WAY TO BURN CALORIES!

It's been about three days since being stood up by my fiancé. Ever sense my promotions, I've became more confident in myself. All day I'm basically by myself, or with Will. Our relationship improved. We joke a lot and kind of flirt. It's just harmless joking and lunch together everyday. Will likes to tease me sometimes. I've came to realize that it's just his personality.

I slap down a stack of folders onto his desk. He looks over, startled.

" We have to do a class on harassment by the end of the month." I say. "Then have them sign off for the union." He sighs. "It's okay, no one else likes it either."

"I'll look for a good day." He sighs. His phone vibrates. He declines the call rather roughly. I take in his tense stance. "Can you fax this?" He hands me a small pile of papers. "These need to go to the Matamoras branch. Numbers are by the machine like I showed you." His phone vibrates again.

"Yes" I trail off. "A-Are you okay?"

"I'm fine." He mumbles. Once again his phone goes off. "It's just my girlfriend. "

"Oh." I state. Curiosity and disappointment fills me. I leave to room to give him his privacy. I text Jane.

Me: Will does have a girlfriend.

I continue on my work after facing the papers. My mind races. Will has failed to mention her. He's mentioned almost everyone to me just not her. I shouldn't care, right? There's a knock at my door. I look up.

"Are you hungry?" Will asks. His hair is a mess.

"I-no." I reply. He runs his hand threw his hair. "Thank you though."

"Text me if you change your mind?" He asks. Is he still stressed? I nod. Once he's gone I check my phone.

Jane: You guys flirt though!

Me: No.

Jane: Well it sure sounds like it!

Jane: Aren't you guys on your lunch date? (;

Me: No, I am busy currently.

Jane: Are you mad?

Jane: How do you feel about the news?

Jane: I think you like him.

Me: I have a fiancé.

Jane: Who hasn't been home in 3 days.

"Hey." I look up seeing Will again, holding a paper bag and a sandwich. He sets the paper bag on my desk. "I, uh grabbed you a sandwich just incase." I stutter.

"Thank you." I whisper. I pull out my sandwich. He sits down. We eat in silence for a moment.

"What's one of your insecurities?" He blurts taking a bite.

"What?" I ask frowning. Hi hazel eyes meet mine. "Why?" He shrugs.

"Just curious." He replies smoothly. I think for a moment, sitting back into my chair. "One of mine is what other people think of me. How they judge me or what they think about me. I don't even have to know them and I feel insecure." I'm taken aback but the cocky man in front of me. Is it all a mask to try and fight it? "What's one of yours?"

"Self worth." I state slowly. His eyes hold mine. No doubt it's my biggest one. "Maybe not for what everyone else has that insecurity for." His head tilts. "Your turn."

"I feel like jealousy is another one." He replies.

"Being alone." I list. He looks confused.

"Not having a long enough lunch break." He says. I chuckle.