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He saw Heather get up and walk to the bathroom. “I’ll be right back,” he said, getting up too. Maybe it was time he should at least say something to her. It felt like the right thing to do.
He went into the bathroom quickly, forced a short piss out and washed his hands, then left when he heard the door open next to him.
“Hi,” she said almost bumping into him.
“Hey,” he said. “How have you been?”
“Good,” she said. “I’m sure you’ve been busy with the academy and all.”
Her eyes were looking him over like they had before. Whatever they had, the sizzle was still there. It was just trying to figure out how to get from that to something else. He didn’t think she would only want sex. Not when she’d said more than once she’d never done what she had with him with anyone else.
“I have been. Zane tugged my butt out of the house for some company. I’m around people all day and just want to go back and chill at night. I’m gone close to fourteen hours on a good day.”
Between the drive in bad weather or staying later to get some more practice in, talking to people, or working out, he was coming home, eating and then watching some TV before trying to get some sleep.
Sleep that never came before and seemed to come so easily in the quiet of his place.
“Those are long days. Made worse by the little daylight we’ve got.”
“I leave when it’s dark and come home when it’s dark. I only see daylight out the windows or when we are training outside.”
“I think most of us do this time of year.”
It was the most asinine conversation to be having here and his friends were probably wondering what the hell he was doing.
“Can I get your number?” he asked.
“Really?” she asked. “Why do you want it?”
He wasn’t expecting that response and maybe he was reading her wrong this whole time.
“Maybe we can get some dinner or talk. Nothing more. Not unless you want that.”
“I think when the two of us get together it ends up being the other. Not sure that is what you are thinking you want out of things. Though it happens and I’m not complaining, it’s not who I am.”
Which is what he thought. “I wouldn’t ask that of you. And my time is limited. Listen, I’ve got to get back to my table. Number or not?” he asked. “We could talk it out some more. Maybe just figure it out or hold off until I’m stationed.”
She started to throw numbers at him and it took a second for him to realize it was her phone number. He pulled his phone out and quickly went to his contacts. She said them again. “I’ll talk to you when you reach out to me,” she said and then walked away.
Since she didn’t have his number and she probably had her phone in her purse at the table, it was the only thing she could say.
He moved back to his table after waiting for Heather to get to hers. No reason anyone could put them as being gone at the same time.
It didn’t seem to matter. Trace and Zane were like hawks.
“So what is going on with you and my wife’s employee?” Zane asked.
“What?” he asked.
Trace laughed. “You got up and left almost the same time Heather did, then were gone long enough to blow the bathroom up, yet walked out right after her. Any idiot could figure out you two were talking. We aren’t idiots.”
“We were talking,” he said. “So?”
“She’s a nice girl,” Zane said. “I talk to her and Jasmine the most since they both are at the greenhouses. Actually, Heather works at the greenhouses and only goes into the offices once in a while. I’ve had to do a lot of work building her lab and office space there. She never asks for much and it was like pulling teeth to get her to tell me what she wanted and was looking for.”
“She seems pretty independent,” he said.
“You know this how?” Trace asked.
