LIV

LIV
I sat across Bavard, watching the road, waiting for her. Because of me, the owner of this book store began to open her store before 6:30, although she doesn't know I sit in this secluded area to stalk someone, she just lets me do it.
Every day, I come here by 6:30am, making sure I already grabbed my coffee, to watch her. She was always looking out for me, I knew this because the first day after meeting her there, she stood outside for a few minutes, before going inside, even after that, she came back outside, waiting for someone. She has been doing this for two weeks straight. But I never once went outside to say 'hey, I'm the guy you're looking for.' I wanted to be sure she felt at least a quarter of how I felt, I didn't want to come off as rude or anything like that. I wanted her to want me too, and she was constantly giving me mixed feelings, kissing me back and running away, kissing me and running away. She didn't pick a stand.
Even if what I was doing was creepy, I'd rather do that than confront her again, this way I could gauge if she did want me, or not. She wasn't running away from me right now, I was a hundred percent sure she'd run off if I approach her.
"Did you hear the news?" Cathy the book store owner asked.
Cathy was old, probably in her late 80's. And she was so kind, each time I was pretend reading, she brought me homemade cookies. She said young people didn't appreciate books this days, they only knew phones and video games. Then she'd curse the video game owner across the street from her. Making me wince, i would defend video game creators like myself, but nobody could convince Cathy otherwise, phones and video games were the enemy.
"What news?" I ask as I put down the book I was pretend reading, the first few days I bothered to check the book title, but this time, I had given up completely.
"There is a serial killer on the loose, although he's in San Diego currently. You still have to be careful, his victims are young men like you." She placed the cookies in front of me.
She was looking out for me, I shoot her a reassuring smile,
"I'm always going to be in here, he won't even see me." I tell her as I picked one cookie from the plate. It smelled like heaven and home. I couldn't even try to not eat it, I put the whole thing in my mouth. It tastes better than it smelled.
Her wrinkled skin swallowed her eyes as she smiled at me.
"Of course you will, let me leave you alone." She told me before walking away. Her motherly words made me think of my mother, I made a mental note to call her later, right now I couldn't look away, she usually came to work by this time.
And true to my calculations, I see her coming, and my lips start to stretch into the smile that comes on when I see her, but the smile freezes in place when I notice that by her side is a tall, lanky boy. He was smiling as he talked but she looked distracted. Her eyes were still searching for me. That comforted me, because I didn't like that another guy was walking with her. I've not even been able to have a conversation with her, and he was walking, talking and smiling about something I obviously wouldn't hear.
For once I couldn't stop the anger that threatened to make me walk over there and separate the two of them.
They stopped in front of Bavard, he placed a kiss on her forehead, she ducked slightly, for some reason that made me happy. He walked away soon, and from where I sat he didn't look embarrassed at all.
Breathing in hard through my nostrils, I managed to calm myself down, and didn't show up there.
She stood outside for a few minutes, I thought she was waiting for the tall, lanky boy, but it clicked. She was waiting for me. Like usual. She waited.
The warning from Cam, and my self control flew out the window, I dashed outside.
"Where are you going?" Cathy asked alarmed. I usually left after Lisa finished from the office.
I felt bad for ignoring her, after everything she had done for me in the past two weeks. I reassured myself that I'd come back later to offer her some lame explanation. Because right now, I had to show up for her.
She was backing me when I got close, we were still at least five feet apart. I stopped moving, admiring her. She was dressed in pants and this beautiful blouse. Her heeled shoes made her look taller.
Maybe she sensed me, maybe she didn't. But she turned around to face me. Her face broke into one of surprise.
Her beauty kept me rooted into place. I felt something crawl up my chest. I swallowed, maybe it was the cookie, or maybe it was the fact that I missed seeing her, seeing her from a window didn't cut it, it could never cut it.
"You're here." She whispered. If my eyes weren't glued to her lips I wouldn't have heard it.
I covered the distance between us in a few strides. Our chests were almost touching, but neither of us moved. Neither of us said anything. We couldn't even say anything. We just stared at each other, wide eyed.
"I told you I'd come didn't I?" I finally responded.
"You took so long." She whispered back.
My eyes widened. She always ran away from me, so I didn't expect her to say this. Maybe chase me away, but not admit she was waiting for me even though I saw her.
My throat felt dry, and I couldn't think of anything else to say, nothing I would have said in that moment would have made sense. So I leaned down, and without a fore warning.
I kissed her.
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