doing here? Are you following me?” She blurt out as she tried to contain the butterflies slowly building in her stomach. Steve laughed and stared into the traffic.
“I just finished up some business.”
“You work here?” She looked at him, puzzled.
“Something like that,” he said. The left corner of his mouth curled up into a sly half smile revealing his sexy dimple.
Jesus he was gorgeous she thought.
“Angela!” She turned her head to see Joanne walking towards her.
She suddenly felt his lips on her ear again. He reached down and pushed back a long lock of her black hair and he whispered; “Well now at least I can put a name to the beautiful mystery woman.”
She could smell the scent of his cologne as she felt his lips brush her neck and pull away. He grabbed her hand then and placed a light kiss against it. “Until we meet again Angela,” he said, flashing her a wicked smile. He let go of her hand, turned and walked away.
Angela felt weak in the knees and her heart skipped a beat. She couldn’t fathom why this man had such an effect on her. Maybe it was because it had just been so long since she’d felt anything remotely close to physical attraction. She turned towards Joanne and tried to hide how flustered she was.
“Hey, you ready to go?” She looked at Jo quickly before her head snapped back to take another quick glance at Steve but he was already gone.
“Was that who I think it was?” Joanne smirked.
“Yes it was. What are the chances? Over four million people in Los Angeles and I bump into him four days later.” Angela rolled her eyes and flipped a lock of hair over her shoulder.
“He has you all flustered, doesn’t he?” Jo gave her a nudge as she hailed a cab.
“No he doesn’t!” Angela tried to feign an angry look at her friend. Joanne knew her well enough to know that she was full of shit.
******
“So you know I can read your bullshit a mile away right?” Joanne raised her eyebrows at her from across the table. “You’re a book babe, so easy to read.”
Angela speared her salmon with her fork trying to figure out what to say. “Jesus Joanne. I don’t understand why the hell I’m so attracted to him. I need a little help here please.” Angela’s look pleaded with her friend. Once again, her emotions were all over the place. Angela dropped her folk into her plate, her hands cupped her face as the tears pooled in her eyes and spilled over like a fountain.
“Hey, it’s ok Ang,” Jo said softly getting up and sitting in the chair beside her. She rubbed the small of her back. “You have been through so much and things are happening quickly. I’m sure it’s confusing.” She lowered her head to try and look at Angela’s face.
“You have no idea Joanne. I feel like a cheat for God’s sake,” She almost laughed and wiped her tears away. “It’s only been seven months since Blake’s been gone. I’m supposed to be mourning him, not flirting with strange men.” Angela reached for a napkin lying on the table.
“Come on Angela,” Joanne said in a stern voice, “I honestly think you have finished your mourning honey. You were by his side for 6 months the entire time he was sick and then you tucked yourself away in a hole for another 6 months after he passed. You can’t keep doing this.” Joanne wiped a tear from her cheek with her thumb. “It will break you.”
Joanne slipped her finger under Angela’s chin and lifted her face to hers. Looking into her large brown eyes and with empathy in her voice, she said, “Blake would be devastated if he saw you like this. He would want you to move on with your life, to be happy.”
Angela wrapped her arms around Joanne, hanging onto her for dear life. “I miss him so much Jo. It hurts so damn much.” She swallowed back more tears.
“I know you do honey.” Joanne stroked her hair softly. “It’s going to take time. Not to forget him but to let him go. You have to hold on to all the great memories that