"When You Want Her Back..."


Chapter Seven.


Hating herself for what she had done she tapped her fingers on the table she sat at in the "polka Molka". One of the most abandoned coffee shops out there. She didn’t know what she was thinking yesterday, Bret could in fact be some creep who in the end turned out to be a woman and here she was waiting for him. Twenty minutes had pasted and still no signs of him. Maybe he had not received the email or maybe he just didn’t want to meet her. Either way it gave April the chills and made her think she might have made a big mistake last night.

Sighing she turned her head to the entrance and spotted a tall guy staring at her. From this distance she couldn’t tell who it was and the lighting of the coffee shop wasn’t helping very much. Making eye contact she smiled and nodded her head. At her signal the man slowly walked to her table and sat across from her. The mans Hazel green eyes matched the picture that she had became quite found of for a week now. He looked very similar to Bret and she was almost sure he recognized her by the way he studied her. Extending his hand he said "I'm Bret."

Shaking his hand heat aroused from the touch and she found herself holding onto his hand. Letting go she said "Sorry.... I'm April. But I don’t think we need to go through this" Laughing she tried to soften the tension in the room.

Bret nodded his head and said "Your right. So how are you?"

"Truthfully, Now that your here I'm better. God I was so worried."

Making a face he said "Worried? You thought I’d be weird huh? Well I have to tell you I thought the same thing. Your offer surprised me but I’m quite glad you made it. Have I told you how pretty you look?"

"I don’t remember at the moment..." April said blushing.

"Well I’m saying it now."

"Yes... yes you are." silence followed her words and she hated the awkwardness. Couldn’t they get beyond the awkwardness? It wasn’t like her to be nervous but some how with Bret she was.

"So how is it going with your sister??" Bret asked her. Reminding her once again that SHE kicked out her LITTLE sister.

Sighing she said "Not to well. Truthfully it seems to me it gets harder every minute."

"Oh I'm sorry about that. How so?" Bret said leaning in more showing April she had his full attention. Something April wasn’t used to.

"Lena and I got into another argument... about me taking custody and I kind of... Kicked her out. But it doesn’t matter. Who cares" April said changing the subject because she didn’t think he would enjoy the first time they talked to be all about her and her problems. Already she saw that the date had started out wrong. He was wonderful but she was blowing it! Couldn’t she sit through a conversation and not talk about her stupid problems? Surprising her he said "Well I do."

Ripping her attention away from staring at the table she glanced up in surprise. "You do? That’s sweet. Let’s go walk outside. I hate the lighting here." Telling her yes they both got up and left the "Polka Molka"..

Once outside, April said "God I can’t believe I invited you to meet me THERE. It’s not fancy and it’s not healthy... but I guess I was just tired and couldn’t name a different place. I know my city well but when I’m tired... I’m tired." Laughing she linked her arm through his and they walked together warming up to each other.

Oddly it seemed that Bret's arm was meant to hold Aprils. "So you do the whole tax thing right?" April said to Bret as they walked away from the "Polka Molka" and heading toward the park across the street.

"Yes I do the tax thing" Bret said giving her a side smile.

April shrugged then said "I know nothing about your job except for the fact that your kind does my taxes to keep me out of jail for the fact that I won’t do them myself cause’ I’m so lazy,"

"Oh trust me some times I’m too lazy to do it."

"How do you? Seems kind of boring...” Her eyes widened at the sound of the words coming out of her mouth. What was she saying?! Did she just tell him his own job was boring...? DAMAGE CONTROL "Oh god I didn’t mean for it to come out like that!" She said following it with an apology.

"Trust me neither did I."

April giggled and said "Well why don’t you quit?"

"Don’t know what else I could do. Besides... It’s pretty good money."

"Yeah I guess..."

"So what about you? Your job as a writer. How’s that going?"

"Lately not so well. My sister kind of caused a mental clog gage. Can’t even think straight. But I think everything will improve soon I mean Hey I jus found an awesome male character to use in my story."

"Really?" Bret said looking at her then looking in front of him where they were walking toward. "Tell me about him"

Cheeks red she smiled up at him and said "Well I can’t do that till he tells me more about himself"

"Oh yes right." Stopping they sat on the bench with Aprils arm still attached to his.

April loved the flow of the conversation and the way he wanted to know more about her. She loved that he cared and couldn’t get enough of his side smiles and his erotic glances to her that sent goose bumps across her arms. He and she continuously flirted on the bench as they sat and talked about her writing and his job. Cracking jokes about each others bosses/managers and the foolish things they did. An hour had passed by when Bret's phone rang.

"Hello Bret here" He said greeting the other person on the line.

Staring at the floor she concentrated on the phone conversation she could only hear half of. "Oh ok ill be there.”

Folding his phone hard enough for it to make a clapping sound he turned his attention toward April. "That was Rosa she needs me to do a couple things for her so I have to go but how about Dinner?'

"Dinner? When?"

"Tonight" he laughed and continued "Or when ever you want. Here is my number" He reached into his leather jacket and pulled out a card.

"Call my cell when ever you’re ready to take my offer. I’m here. Day or night" Quickly he brushed his lips on her cheek and walked away from the bench. Leaving behind a fluttered and giddy April with a warm and red cheek.

Already she was tired of blushing so much around this man. Yet she couldn’t help it because every moment he flirted with her was another shade of red he brought to her cheeks. He was considerate and very compassionate and even truthful because he even shared with her the things he didn’t like and honestly admitted to not liking some of the things she said she loved.

He wasn’t afraid to be himself around her and that was a major plus. This guy would make an awesome character in her story and she truly believed she could ramble on about him which would come in handy when it came to her story.

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Perfect afternoon and it was interrupted by the need of toilet paper and detergent? Some what disappointed he continued his way through the aisles and looked for the specific detergent that Rosa had requested. Moving the cart and scanning the shelves he bumped into another man and his cart. "Ayo watch it!" The man screamed. Rolling his eyes he continued his way through the aisle finally spotting the detergent. Grabbing it he threw it into the cart and made a quick U-turn to head straight for the counter. It was four O'clock and he was still hoping April would call.

He loved talking to her and wanted to know more about her. He could sit and listen to her talk about her self forever and not complain because it was so interesting in a way he never looked at things. He stared into her light brown eyes and yearned to move her hair out of her face every time he spotted a strand or two out of place. Her scent was different. It smelled more fresh then any scent made in a bottle. Maybe jus the fact that she wore no scent gave her a scent it’s self.

Handing the clerk the things she rung it up on the computer and told him his total amount due in a dead voice. He wondered how horrible it really was to stand here and charge people and the bore they must go through when no one came like on rainy days. The store clerk might have also responded the way she did for the fact that she dressed gothic and had about ten piercing on her face or maybe really just 4 but who’s counting? Either way he preferred to ignore it and not blame her negative attitude on the way she dressed.

Giving him his change she turned her attention to the customer who was unloading there stuff on the counter and began ringing up the items. Grabbing his bags he threw a quarter into the cup they had at the end of the counter and moved toward the exit which was an automatic door that he assumed they had gotten for those who struggled carrying there items. Of course to this supermarket people at the doors offering to help carry bags was completely out of question Even if that was the most popular thing you found out side of supermarkets. Deciding to loose the attitude of criticizing everything he laid eyes on just because it wasn’t April and she had still yet to call.

Reaching his car he put the bags in the back seat and jumped into the driver’s seat. Turning the car on he sat in his seat for a minute just enjoying the quiet of his car. After two minutes he decided the quiet had lasted to long and turned on the radio to here a “Weezer” song.

Pulling out of a parking spot he started singing to the song "What’s the deal with my brain why am I so obviously insane?" Laughing at the lyrics he turned up the volume only to lower it to answer his cell. "Bret here was up?"

"Hey Bret, Is that Weezer I hear in the background"

"Yeap. What can I help you with?"

"This is April and I just wanted to know if that dinner is still open?"

At the sound of her name he lightened his tone and said "Of course. Do you want me to pick you up?" hoping the answer was yes he listened to her reaction.

"Yes that will do. You pick where. kk well I gotta go but see ya around 7 30 ish?"

"Absolutely."

"Yup lata." at that the phone went click and Bret found himself saying "yes".

He really wanted to go out with April and get to know her more. Dinner tonight would be just perfect. Turning the corner he made it to the block he lived on and pulled into his drive way. He put the car in park and jumped out moving directly to the back seat where he left the groceries. Trotting inside he said "I’m here!!! With what you needed!" walking further into the home he was attacked by a small child baring her doll with her.

Hugging his legs she said "Daddy your home from worky!!" Smiling at the way the girl said work he put the bags down and picked her up.

"Yes I am" he said laying a big kiss on her forehead and hugging her. He loved how eager she was when he came home and he loved hugging her showing her so much love. What person could ever give his up?

"Welcome" Rosa said walking into the area that Hana had found Bret in. "I hope you got it all... I really need to get these things done."

Putting Hana down Bret rubbed his neck in a sign of frustration and just pure thought then looped an arm around Rosa's neck.

Looking up at him she raised a suspicious eye brow and said "yes? How may I help you?"

Smiling at her he said "well you could watch Hana while I go on a date?" Rosa's eyes widened.

"Date?! Do tell!"

"It’s the girl from the computer. She requested we meet and we did and god she’s amazing."

"I’m so glad your back in the game!"

"Yeah me too. She’s so beautiful and you know what while I was with her I didn’t think about Jackie once or worry about the risk I take dating woman again"

"That’s great!"

Just as Bret was about to hug Rosa the little girl tugged at Bret’s pants. "Where are you going?" she said.

"I’m going out to dinner but I promise I’ll give you a kiss good night the minute I get home."

Raising her doll to him she said "what about her?"

"Id kiss her good night to" Smiling the little girl turned around and headed to her room.