“You know why I can’t go after her.
It’s one thing to have urges and another to act on them, knowing that it could never work out,” I said, staring into my brother’s eyes, which were identical to my own.
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yourself. What you need to do is go down to this diner again, grow a nut sack and ask her out, plain and simple for the sheer fact that you are not going to be able to function until you get this out of your system. Find out if she’s even available, for Christ’s sake! Then, you need to really get to know her and if you continue to feel this way and things develop, you need to tell her the goddamn truth. Let her decide what she wants instead of assuming you know how she is going to react. If she sees the guy that I see, knows the guy I know…she’d be nuts to leave.” Leave it to Caleb to turn crazy into something that kind of made sense.
I took a deep breath and nodded trying to ingrain my brother’s comforting expression into my memory. I would need it tomorrow.
Denise came down the stairs and interrupted our conversation to let us know dinner was ready.
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We moved upstairs into the kitchen and enjoyed the feast that my sister-in-law had spread out for us, sitting casually on stools that surrounded a granite island. I watched the way Caleb caressed Denise’s back and stared at her throughout dinner, like she was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen.
For the first time in my life, I think I am starting to want what they have .
I want to share my life with someone.
After dinner, I hugged my brother and sister-in-law goodbye, leaving the warm candle lit house for the cold November air and drove back to Boston feeling more confident about tomorrow.
*** When I walked into the diner, I saw her immediately.
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She didn’t notice me right away. I stood at the door and my heart nearly skipped a beat because I had forgotten how pretty she is.
Allison was sitting in the corner with a freakishly tall older man, laughing at his jokes. She seemed to be on her break.
I stayed by the door until she looked in my direction and waved over at her with a half smile when she noticed me.
Upon seeing me, the happy look on her face abruptly turned surprised and then serious…almost pained .
Fuck. That wasn’t what I was hoping for.
“Allison,” I said, walking slowly walked over to the table from which she was just getting up.
“Cedric…what a surprise.”
Allison looked nervous, not at all the comforting presence I remembered from our car ride.
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“I wanted to stop in and say hello…it’s been a while…find out how the Bright Horizons thing went?” I asked.
She still looked serious, nothing like the sweet, happy, Allison I left in the car that night.
“Oh, it’s going great. They paired me with a twenty-year-old in Cambridge. He’s a good kid. Thanks again for helping me with that.”
Allison stood awkwardly, leaning her arm on the counter, almost as if it were helping her balance, then she looked up at the ceiling, then down at her nails…anywhere but at me. I thought I noticed her hand tremble.
What happened to her?
“Great to hear it,” I said.
I stood frozen, perplexed at the stan-doffish vibe I was getting. For the first time, I realized that maybe my advances were un-welcome. Maybe I had misread her all along.
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“Can I get you anything?” she asked as if I were just any other customer.
The fact that she looked more beautiful than ever was like a dagger in my heart right now. Her long dark hair was half up, half down and there was a tiny white flower in the corner of her ear. She smelled like green apples again and I wished I could taste her and see if she also tasted like green apples.
Get a grip.
“Yes. I would love a piece of that coconut cream pie,” I said, wondering how I was going to stomach the pie feeling like I was about to throw up.
“Sure. I’ll be right back. Sit wherever you like.”
Allison suddenly went into the kitchen and came out with a piece of pie, placing it on the table of the booth that I sat myself in.
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cream or a cherry on top. I took this as a cryptic ‘fuck off.’
“Thanks, Allison,” I said as I desperately searched her eyes for any sign of hope or recognition of our past connection. Instead, they looked pained but distant and I realized there was so much I didn’t know about her. So much I still wanted to know even in this troubling state.
“You’re welcome, Cedric.” It blew me away that she said nothing else, turned around and walked into the kitchen.
We’ve Only Just Begun by the Car-penters was playing over the speaker and depressing the crap out of me, making an already shitty situation so much worse.
I took a couple of bites of pie and stared at the kitchen door. Fifteen minutes passed before Allison came back out, proceeding to clean off tables at the other end of the diner.
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I was shattered. Speechless. She was either ignoring me intentionally or genuinely had no interest at all. Feeling like a complete asshole, I took a ten-dollar-bill out of my wallet and placed it on the table.
I walked over to where she was standing. She was calculating something on a pad of paper.
I swallowed my pride and offered one last attempt to talk to her. “Allison, I better get going. Thanks for the pie. I left money on the table. I hope things continue to go well with the new job. I’d still like to hear more about it sometime?”
And then it came…
“Bye, Cedric.” She might as well have taken her pen out her pocket and stabbed me in the fucking heart.
CHAPTER 11
ALLISON
Ouch, Gemini, this is not one of your better days. It's best to steer clear of negative energy. The Moon is not happy with Mercury, your ruler. So, just for today, avoid confrontation.
When I heard the chimes sound, signaling his exit, I turned around to look at the door that had slammed behind Cedric. I couldn’t take my eyes off of it for about five minutes.
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freely and finally walked over to the table where his piece of pie still sat in the dish, only one bite taken out of it. I realized I was so flustered, I forgot to add the whipped cream and cherry before serving it. The pie looked as pathetic as I felt and I picked it up along with the ten-dollar bill.
As I put the money in the register, I felt another teardrop stream down my cheek.
Get it together, Allison.
I didn’t expect seeing him to be so hard. If this had been a week ago, his coming to the diner would have been the highlight of my life. He had clearly come in to see me today. The fact that he barely touched the pie proved that…but why? Why did he come here? Does he feel sorry for me?
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resigned myself to this fact, it still hurt more than I thought it would to see him again, knowing that I can’t have him.
If it was possible, he looked better than ever. His hair looked a bit longer on the sides, curling around his ears and it was parted slightly differently framing his beautiful face.
And I had never seen him dressed down before. He wore dark blue jeans and a hooded maroon sweatshirt that hugged his muscular frame. He looked younger and so goddamn sexy when he stood before me with his hands in his pockets, seeming almost…
nervous.
But why?
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