herself for sounding so sure of that while
also managing to sound so blasé about the whole thing.
"I think you are," she wasn’t sure how she’d managed to get so close to him but she regretted it
because he was far too close for comfort, or at least so close that she should have been uncomfortable
given he was a complete stranger. Problem was she was in fact not uncomfortable at all, he reached
over to tuck a strand of hair that had fallen loose from her ponytail behind her ear and she didn’t care,
she liked it, she should or would have been disturbed by that kind of proximity usually.
"I have a boyfriend," she blurted out fully aware that she was doing it as a last ditch attempt to
save herself from giving her number to someone that she could tell already if he called she would
answer, which was odd because unless it was a work related call that was not within her usual habits
either.
He quirked a brow at her not at all convinced, "really," was all he said with that look as well as
a small smile. She wasn’t sure at all if she should be insulted by that response, apparently to him she
looked un-couple-able. She supposed that she shouldn’t be surprised that he would think that, she had
just thought moments before that he was too attractive to be bothering glancing in her direction, so of
course he would think that someone like her was a secluded shrew. Although outside of Malcolm,
which had been her only serious relationship in a long time, she had focused her attention on work.
And the only other male she did have outside of work in her life, but she hardly thought most people
would consider in the same category as a male suitor, was a canine. In general her dog, named Khan
by her cousin, was more of a boyfriend deterrent in keeping a boyfriend than not. Her dog didn’t much
appreciate the male sex for some reason or other, as a matter of fact the only male she hadn’t seen him
try to chase off was her cousin, those facts were making the shrew category seem like a good fit.
"Sorry to disappoint," she finally did smile because she found she liked being able to tell him off.
She was just beginning to think that she was going to win this round and he would have to give up on
her, the thought made her smile but when she did he smiled back, that couldn’t have been right. "So I
can’t, you know," she paused awkwardly but he didn’t seem to understand what she meant. "I can’t
give you my number," she finally finished when he didn’t immediately remove himself from her
proximity.
"Just a boyfriend," he asked with what she was beginning to suspect was a mischievous smile.
"Huh," she was confused, she didn’t think that anyone had ever put this much effort into trying
to get anything out of her before, well, she could certainly think of a couple of people who had been this
persistent in trying to kill her but that was all. She was getting ready to say something intelligible, or at
least she was sure that she was when the bell rang at the door that she’d entered and suddenly Marcia
was behind her.
"Jennifer the boys are...." her sentenced died off the minute she saw the distraction that had
kept Jennifer planted in the building despite her promise that she’d only be five minutes.
"Jennifer," the stranger smiled again apparently fine to completely ignore the mention of boys.
"That’s me," Jennifer managed to say without sounding too sour or turning to offer some
rebuttal or other to her co-worker.
"And this is," this time he aimed his smile at Marcia and Jennifer hated that she felt something in
her twist that his attention had shifted away from her, that should be exactly what she wanted.
"Marcia Cruz," her co-worker introduced