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"What are you doing here?" I asked.
"What do you think I'm doing here?" he asked back.
Goodness—the way he was looking at me—I wanted to melt. I wanted to fall into his arms.
"Becca said you weren't eating."
"No, I'm not eating," he said.
I moved, leaning in to speak closer to him. "Did you come to see me?" I asked.
I was standing close enough to his stool, that I didn't even notice when his hand came up. But suddenly, JD was touching my lower back. My eyes widened at him, and he smiled. I smiled back at him as I stiffly said, "Everyone will see you."
"Okay," he said. He gave me a gentle squeeze before taking his hand off of me.
I was mad at myself for saying anything about it. My back felt empty without his hand there.
"How was fishing?" I asked.
"Good. Great. Uncle Samuel and Isaac came out with us. How was work?"
"Good. We weren't as busy as usual."
"Are you done with your tables?"
"I've still got two groups here—a table of six and a two-top. I'd say I can be done in ten minutes, but I'll probably be twenty or thirty, realistically."
I absentmindedly reached out and rested my hand on the counter, and JD put his hand on my arm. It was a subtle connection, but he was touching me—it was the second time we had made contact in as many minutes. I moved, letting my hand fall but touching his leg on my way down. He knew I was touching him back, and he smiled at me.
"We are definitely going to get noticed in here," I said.
"Yeah, I know," he said. "That's what I was saying. That's why this didn't happen sooner."
"Do you think it's a mistake? Will your dad get in trouble or something?" I stepped away discreetly.
"I wasn't saying that it was a mistake," JD said. He stood up.
"Where are you going?"
"Upstairs," he said. "To my dad's. He's not home, but I have a key, and I have a couple of emails to look at for work. Just call or text me when you're done down here."
***
It was a half-hour later when I sent him a text telling him that I would be finished in five minutes and asking where he would like me to meet him. I ran my customer's credit card and by the time I brought it back to their table, I saw JD coming into the restaurant.
He was a gorgeous-looking man, and my heart leapt at the sight of him. His gaze found mine instantly, and we didn’t break eye contact until we converged near an empty section in the middle of the restaurant. There were a few tables still finishing up, but it was slow in there.
"Hey," he said.
"Hey."
I came to stand only a foot or two from JD which forced me to look up at him. We were close enough that it wasn't completely outrageous for him to reach out and touch me, which was exactly what he did. His hand came into contact with my forearm. It was a gentle touch, and my body was blazing because of it. This kind of thing had never happened between us before, and I knew all of my co-workers would notice.
"I didn't know you were coming up here tonight," I said, feeling shy. I blinked at him, and his face morphed into a slow grin.
"You left me no choice," he said.
"You mean about Tristan? That was nothing. I don’t even know him."
