A peek of the red lace fluffed from my blouse. London plaid skirt clung to my waist… then pleated down my upper thigh. Black knee-length combat boots..tightly laced. My hair pulled back in rippled ponytail and bright red lipstick. I carried my favorite Burberry Journal just to top the look off. It was my ode to Great Britain.
Not my usual attire for the library, but I knew he’d be there. His monthly lecture on “The New Developments In Medicine.” was just wrapping up.. The stiffs, shuffling out the room. Stale musky air on their backs. Tan and Beige wool coats..gray and blue polyester slacks, and wide flat leather shoes.
When they leave, I shout “So, is this your way of getting more money?…Clever” I snare; with a half raised smile.
“Of course not.” he remarks (slyly) “You know me better than that.”
“So, how have you been?”
“Just fine sir… Simply Dandy.” while spinning and giving him a whirl of my skirt.
“I see that”…he smiles.
Gathering his things, he moves closer. “So.. (lingering) What can I do you for?”
“Hmm.” I smile. “I just came by to see you. Can’t I do that?
“Sure, but that’s not something that you ever do.”
(Giving him a naughty look, and folding my arms) “Oh..that’s not nice. I’m always up to see you.”
“Right.” He adamantly sparks and walks away toward the rest of his stuff.
Acknowledging his tone, I ask..”Are you mad at me?
“I wouldn’t say that I was mad. I’m just not into this game you keep playing.”
“What game?” I frown.
“The game where your all over me for a day or two..then I can’t get a hold of you for months. Then you text me..or pop up..like everything is fine.”
He shuffles his papers and books.
“It’s too much of a roller coaster. I told you I liked you, June. But, if you keep doing this. I don’t want to see you.”
“Aww, baby”..I pout. I’m sorry. I guess I thought you were just talking..I didn’t think you were (THAT) serious.
“WHAT!” his voice raises. “What do you mean..that Serious?! June..this is not a joke. We’ve been messing around for almost 2 years now. Are you kidding?”
I nervously, chuckle. “Nope…I’m not kidding. I know we like each others company, but I didn’t want to assume it was more than that. Sorry, that’s just what I thought.”
“Dammit” he whispers. Hovering over me and bending to my face. “I can’t keep doing this.”
Eye to eye, now. “I’ve helped you all I can, Juniper.. I can’t do it anymore. Bye.” and He heads for the door.
He’s serious. I huff and exhale. “Wait” I mumble uneasily. Oh no, he is serious. “Wait!” I screamed; following behind him. He turned and gave me the meanest look.
Back in my face…”Juniper! We are in a library!” he glances around..”This is my job and reputation, don’t do this, here.” His lips were wrinkled and twisted..His voice was stern and bitter.
He was indeed MAD.
I touch his hand. Bow my head and say “I’m sorry. I’m very sorry” in a soft innocent voice.
He looks at me, darts his eyes toward the door.. Yanks his hand away and turns.
Once he reaches the door, he motions for me to follow.
On his heels, I skip.
Around the back of the building and into the parking lot, we go.
He pops the trunk..throws his things in.and slams the hood. I stand silently the entire time..
He opens the back car door..”Get in!” I look with wide-eyes.
“Kids sit in the backseat.” he said.
I brush pass him..and climb in. He climbs in too.
On top of me..he laughs. We both laugh.
“You sure you still want to be a doctor?” I ask. Cause I think you’ll make an Awesome Actor! You really had me believing you.” (l laugh) Oh, my god.. I even got chills.”
We both crack up..
“Are you wearing panties?”
I smile. “What do you think?”