Orithyia
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I was at work when my phone went off and without but a pleasant smile I ran off to read the text that I knew was from Alex. I swelled with joy and warmth after reading his text. I was such a little girl! I thought to myself all but skipping back to the counter.
"I thought I missed you."
I turned with a smile on my face and spotted Tristan at the front of the line.
"You would have but I knew you were here and came back just for you." I was in such a good mood. After not hearing from Alex for a whole day receiving a text from him felt like the first day of spring. "How could I miss you savoir and favorite regular."
Tristan smiled and locked eyes with me. "So, look, I know that you are involved but would it be too much to ask if you would be my friend? I know it should childish but I would love to get to know you better and not in the I'm after you in a relationship sort of way. I just-"
He would have gone on but I waved him off and nodded my head yes. "I could us a friend as long as that's what you plan to be." I narrowed my eyes attempting to give him a stern look but I just couldn't stop smiling. "I found this cute farmers market type place just a few minutes from here that I was going to go to after work. If I happen to meet you there, say, around five it wouldn't ruin my day." I had been fixing his coffee as we talked and handed him the pastry for the day.
"Great!" Tristan smiled grabbing his coffee and bag without the finger brushing.
The rest of the day I was pleasantly with the book side of the job. We had a large shipment of books come in and I helped identify and price books. There was nothing better then the smell of old leather bindings and aged yellow paper. When there was a slow lull Henry and I traded stories of our life. I was surprised with myself that all the stories that I shared that day with him were true happenings of my life. Of course edited so that they were legal but still true. I really like Henry and there was something about him that reminded me of my father and I grew to even care for him.
"Here I got that." I took the heavy box form Henry and followed him to where they went.
"I had it perfectly under control young lady." He tried at lecturing me but I could see that he was tired and appreciated it.
"I know but I have to make myself useful somehow." I charmed him with a sweet smile and he batted me away with a wrinkled hand.
"Shouldn't you be leaving?" He asked looking at the clock.
"I should but I have the The Works of Herman Melville to finish and the Book of Kells to go over. It's in bag shape and I want to look it over and see if it's even repairable."
"Finish the Herman Melvilles then be off with you." He grunted with a shyly hidden smile.
"Alright." I gave in. If wasn't about the money it was the history of these books and the stories they told with their words and the life they had telling them. If Henry would have allowed it I would have got threw all the books today but it didn't seem like I was going to have it my way.
Nearly an hour and a half after the time I was timed to get off I made it to the market. I wasn't sure if Tristan would still be there or if he even made it but I didn't let it bother me as I started to look around.
"I thought I missed you."
I turned with a smile on my face and spotted Tristan at the front of the line.
"You would have but I knew you were here and came back just for you." I was in such a good mood. After not hearing from Alex for a whole day receiving a text from him felt like the first day of spring. "How could I miss you savoir and favorite regular."
Tristan smiled and locked eyes with me. "So, look, I know that you are involved but would it be too much to ask if you would be my friend? I know it should childish but I would love to get to know you better and not in the I'm after you in a relationship sort of way. I just-"
He would have gone on but I waved him off and nodded my head yes. "I could us a friend as long as that's what you plan to be." I narrowed my eyes attempting to give him a stern look but I just couldn't stop smiling. "I found this cute farmers market type place just a few minutes from here that I was going to go to after work. If I happen to meet you there, say, around five it wouldn't ruin my day." I had been fixing his coffee as we talked and handed him the pastry for the day.
"Great!" Tristan smiled grabbing his coffee and bag without the finger brushing.
The rest of the day I was pleasantly with the book side of the job. We had a large shipment of books come in and I helped identify and price books. There was nothing better then the smell of old leather bindings and aged yellow paper. When there was a slow lull Henry and I traded stories of our life. I was surprised with myself that all the stories that I shared that day with him were true happenings of my life. Of course edited so that they were legal but still true. I really like Henry and there was something about him that reminded me of my father and I grew to even care for him.
"Here I got that." I took the heavy box form Henry and followed him to where they went.
"I had it perfectly under control young lady." He tried at lecturing me but I could see that he was tired and appreciated it.
"I know but I have to make myself useful somehow." I charmed him with a sweet smile and he batted me away with a wrinkled hand.
"Shouldn't you be leaving?" He asked looking at the clock.
"I should but I have the The Works of Herman Melville to finish and the Book of Kells to go over. It's in bag shape and I want to look it over and see if it's even repairable."
"Finish the Herman Melvilles then be off with you." He grunted with a shyly hidden smile.
"Alright." I gave in. If wasn't about the money it was the history of these books and the stories they told with their words and the life they had telling them. If Henry would have allowed it I would have got threw all the books today but it didn't seem like I was going to have it my way.
Nearly an hour and a half after the time I was timed to get off I made it to the market. I wasn't sure if Tristan would still be there or if he even made it but I didn't let it bother me as I started to look around.