Page 7 of Heartbreaker

As she leaves I look at my phone.

Sexy Singer: Are you bored with me?

Ashley: I’m at work, by the looks of it, you're not.

Sexy Singer: I’m working, I’ll let you work :)

I put my phone away as I do need to work, I have that big order of truffles to make for delivery this evening.

“So, if you turn into a lesbian, are you going to be the one in the dress or the suit at your wedding?” Taylor asks following me to the back of the store.

“I’m not turning into a lesbian, stop talking like I am.” I look at her. “This person is a sexy man, that looks like Matt Bomer and kisses like a God.” I tell her walking around getting everything together to start the truffles.

“Yeah, because Matt Bomer is now straight and looking for a rainbow-haired blonde girl.” She turns around and walks back to the front of the store. “When you wake up and want to come out as a lesbian remember I will still love you,” she says as she closes the door behind her with a dirty giggle.

I shake my head at her crazy thinking. Only Taylor would think like that, but I guess that's why I love her so much.

*~*~*

I leave the shop early, Taylor is going to lock up for me and we’ll meet up at the bar later tonight. Saturday night is for dancing and I need to let my feet dance away the cares of the day. Dropping the boxes of treats at the party, I smile seeing that the couple are so happy with them, which in turn makes me happy. The hours I spend making them is all worth it when the couple say they like them.

As I leave the party, I wander around the street for a bit, I’ve been locked in the kitchen all day, the fresh air is nice. Grabbing a coffee I walk out of Starbucks. I look at my phone my mystery texter has been quiet since this morning. As I walk I hit someone. “I’m so sorry,” I say and look up and can’t help but smile.

“I think you have a problem with my feet,” Jackson laughs.

That's twice I’ve stepped on his feet. “Sorry, I was checking my phone.” I move to the side to let others walk past us.

“Waiting for a special message?” he asks, I look up at his blue eyes, and the only thing I can think is, why are you gay?

“No, just not had time to check it today, work’s been busy.” I start walking and Jackson walks along with me. “Are you headed this way? You were walking the other way,” I ask him, taking a sip of my coffee.

“I can get to the park this way too. I'm meeting someone. Where are you heading?” he asks.

I tilt my head over to look at him for a moment. “Home, sleep for a little bit then meeting my friend at the bar. You have plans tonight?” I stop at the park gate, he looks over and smiles. I look and see the same guy from last night.

“No, chilling with the family. Well don’t go stepping on anyone's feet tonight.” He gives me a wink then walks through the gate.

I turn around, and watch Jackson talking to the other guy, he smiles wrapping his arms him. Jackson pulls away, cups his face, and leans his forehead on the guy. Yep he's gay, all the good looking guys are gay. Jackson looks down and picks up a beautiful little girl who is giggling at him, and he has a family. Double punch to the stomach, he’s good looking and has a beautiful little girl.

Walking away I answer my ringing phone, “Hello,” I say throwing my empty coffee cup in the bin.

“Ashley, I’m not coming out tonight. I have to work late,” Ben says, and I’m not even a little upset about it. Jackson and the sexy singer have got my mind thinking about things other than Ben.

“Yeah, okay, that's fine. Work been busy?” I ask, walking back to work.

“Yeah. Listen I have to go, I'll chat with you tomorrow.”

Before I can say anything, he hangs up on me. Looking at my phone I shake my head.

Reaching the shop, Taylor is still there. She should have shut the shop by now. “Hey, what are you still doing here?” I ask leaning on the window.

“Had a few customers come in. What time are we meeting up?” she asks, throwing her keys in the bag.

“I might give it a miss, Ben’s not coming and I’m tired,” I tell her. I choose not to mention my run in with Jackson, because she’ll start on at me again.

“That’s because he's gay, and meeting up with someone,” Taylor tells me again.

“He is not gay,” I tell her.