"It seems funny to say something so cliche', but there has to be a reason why we keep meeting like this."
Bailey checked the time on her the dashboard clock. She had enough time to stop at 7-11 around the corner from her office, and grab her morning iced tea. It was 7:45, and it was already nearly 80 degrees in downtown Austin. Pulling into an open spot, she jumped from her Explorer, and headed straight to the coolers. As she turned around, she nearly ran into the tall, dark, handsome man that had been turning up nearly everywhere she went over the past two weeks.
“Oh, geez, I’m sorry,” she apologized, willing herself not to blush. While she had seen the man at various times, she had never actually spoken to him.
Smiling at her, he opened the cooler door, and grabbed the same brand of iced tea as she had just retrieved. “No, you’re fine,” he replied, and his smoldering, dark brown eyes drew her in, and captivated. After a moment, she regained her composure, and pulled her eyes from his, with some considerable effort, and turned to walk away.
"It seems funny to say something so cliche', but there has to be a reason why we keep meeting like this,” he called to her, forcing her to stop dead in her tracks.
“Funny you should say that,” she replied, her voice somewhere between flirtatious and seductive, “I was actually thinking the same thing.”
“So, so do you think we should have lunch sometime, and try to figure it out?” his eyes sparkled and danced, and seemed to have a direct link to her heart rate, which significantly increased.
“It seems the only way to get to the bottom of this."