“You first,” he said since it was the gentlemanly thing to do after all.
“I saw your performance on TV the other night,” she said as she reached for her soda.
“Yeah, which one?”
Her slender shoulders lifted in a shrug. “I’m not sure where it was, but someone had posted it online. I think you were at the Greek. You were really… uh… energetic.”
Snippet: WIP He headed back up front, where he found Eastyn seated at the counter, waiting for him before she dug into her sandwich. He slid onto the stool next to her. “I didn’t know what chips you wanted,” she said. “You used to like corn chips.” “Still do,” he told her and tore open the bag, dumping the chips onto his plate. He reached for the grilled sandwich with the bread fried to a golden brown. He bit into the cheesy goodness and closed his eyes. Summer days and moments with Eastyn, and all of it flooded his memories …
A few minutes later, she placed dishes on the counter with grilled cheese sandwiches, then tossed a few chip bags there, too. Grabbing two bottles of soda pop from behind the counter, she popped the cap with opener she must have nailed to the counter. As she poured the dark fizzy liquid into to glasses filled with ice, the crackle and pop filled the air from the sudden intrusion.
So he stayed and let the flood of memories reminded him of another time: her cooking him a meal while they chatted about what adventure they’d partake in for the day. He would help prepare, too, by chopping and mincing, though he was sure Eastyn would claim he snacked more than helped. His lips curved at the memory of days gone by, but when she glanced over her shoulder at him, he quickly lowered his gaze and pretended to fiddle with the wires.
However, right now he needed to concentrate on his task at hand. A few seconds later he found the culprit that put the sign on the fritz. “There you are,” he murmured when he found the faulty wire. As he worked, the scent of something sweet a buttery wafted on the air, making him wondered what the delectable treat tantalized his senses could be, even his stomach rumbled as if anticipating a sample.
He caught sight of the jukebox in the corner which matched the color scheme to perfection. He thought he heard a record playing a few minutes ago but now it stood quiet. He glanced toward the doorway of the kitchen where Eastyn worked preparing her pastries or whatever she planned for the day. He wished she peek out just so he could see her face again. He hadn’t laid eyes on her for five years, but when he had, his heart slammed into his chest as if he’d suddenly been jolted awake.
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How could he have believed the incident would never get back to Eastyn? The paparazzi watched him like a hawk. Of course, they’d get a photo of his tongue down the starlet’s throat, and he didn’t do anything to protect his privacy. It was like being caught proved a mission he couldn’t fail. It’d been a chicken shit way of breaking it off with Eastyn.
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Why hadn’t Eastyn laid into him? He deserved it. He had hurt her with his stunt he pulled, kissing a woman he hadn’t even cared about, but he’d been stupid and full of himself. He was high on success and thought he could do whatever he wanted to do without consequences. Only it cost him dearly, didn’t it? He lost his best friend, lover and fiancée all in one fell swoop.
