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She gets up and slips on her heels. I can see her looking around the room to see if she forgot anything. I slip on my underwear and sit on the edge of the bed.
She grabs her purse and stands in front of me. I close my eyes as she kisses me one last time. I’ve never felt so much passion and sadness in one kiss. She pulls away but I keep my eyes closed. I don’t want to see her leave. A few minutes later I open them.
Without her, the room is silent and empty. The door didn’t even make a sound when she left. I fall back on the bed and stare up at the ceiling.
I feel like I’ve been punched in the stomach. I have never had a woman turn me down before. Maybe its karma for all the times I have walked out on women. I sit up and decide to take a shower.
I do have the room to myself for the day, after all. I shower and shave and sit by the window for a little while. Once I’m clean, it’s time to remind myself of who I am. I don’t give up and I like a challenge. My next challenge is to win her back. I won’t rest until I have her heart and she is mine forever.
I check out of the hotel and take the limo back to the office. At least I can be a few streets closer to her while I work. As I sit in my office, I decide that my plan to get her back should pertain to her business in some way. That is the thing that she cares about the most. I research different ways that I can help her expand her business.
I decide to write up a business plan and proposal. Hopefully she will appreciate the professionalism of that. Deep down, I know it’s just a way to see her again, and it isn’t like me at all – I usually am the one turning down requests for follow-up dates – but I can’t help it.
Something has come over me, and that something is determined to see Sheila again.
Chapter 13
Sheila
A week later, I’m talking on the phone with Tammy. I needed her advice about what I should do. No matter how much I try, I can’t stop thinking about Andrew.
“Then you need to call him and talk to him,” Tammy says.
I listen as she keeps talking.
“He likes you and you obviously have some feelings for him. It was pretty adventurous of you to do the auction now keep that feeling going and see him again,” she encourages me.
I’m rearranging the flowers in my shop as we talk.
“You know I can’t do that,” I reply.
But she just ignores my comment and keeps talking.
“Honestly, I’m a little jealous. Now I want to take part in one of those auctions myself. I probably will. I heard that they are thinking of starting one of those auction houses here, like the main one in San Fran,” she gossips.
“How did you hear about this?” I ask.
I’m briefly sidetracked from my thoughts of Andrew by her gossip.
“I have my ways, and people love to gossip,” she replies. “So, when are you going to see Andrew again?” she asks, changing the subject back.
I sigh in response.
“I already told you I’m too busy with my business. I want to make this a success on my own. Without a man’s help,” I explain again.
I think I’m trying to convince the both of us.
“Well, considering how a man got you to participate in the auction and gave you the money to start the business, I would say he’s responsible for everything already,” Tammy responds.
I slam the spray bottle that I was using to water the flowers down on the counter in anger.
“What are you saying?” I demand angrily.
“All I’m saying is that you shouldn’t be so quick to push away help from a man,” Tammy replies.
“How dare you. You know why my independence is so important to me!” I try to control my shouting. Thankfully there are no customers.
“Calm down, stop shouting,” Tammy says, trying to calm me down. “Of course I know what you’ve been through. I just want you to open your heart and take a chance on love. I want you to be happy.”
I sigh softly and go back to watering the flowers.
“I am happy with my business,” I reply.
“I know. I just don’t want you to be so alone all the time,” Tammy says sympathetically.
I know she’s just trying to show her concern for me.
“If I was another person, maybe I would consider talking to him,” I admit.
She laughs at my response. As I’m talking to her, I get another phone call. I groan in disgust as I see a Silicon Valley phone number.
