Here Comes the Sun: Chapter 10

It’s 12:55. Her hour long lunch break is at 1. This clock moves too damn slow.

She works part time at a recording studio about four blocks away. When she’s not working or playing a show, she’s usually recording. I guess that’s the good thing about working at a recording studio, you get to record your own stuff for free.

Right now, I’m designing an ad for a new bartender. I’m thinking about putting “must be straight female or gay male to fill the position.” That way they won’t be hitting on my girl. Is she my girl? We’ll have to discuss that over lunch. Considering where we left things yesterday, I doubt we’ll be talking about much.

Speaking of lunch…

Here comes the sun

Here comes the sun

And I say it’s alright

That was totally my ring tone before I met Ashley…

I flip open my cell. “Hello?”

“Hey beautiful. You going to let me in?”

“Yeah. I’m in the office; I’ll be there in a sec.”

“The office, huh?” Memories of last night was over me, and I feel that familiar heat between my legs.

I giggle. “Yeah. I’m walking to the door now.”

We hang up and I open the door to the bar. I’m met with the most beautiful part of chocolate brown eyes and that gorgeous smile of hers.  She takes a step forward and places a soft, sweet kiss on my lips. She pulls back and stares deep into my eyes.

“Hey.”

“Hi,” I reply.

She lifts her hand up and in it, she has a bag of takeout.

“Hungry?”

“Extremely.”

I grab her free hand and lead her to the nearest booth and we sit next to each other.

“So what’d you get?” I ask.

“Umm…chicken lo mien, sweet and sour pork, and bourbon chicken with white rice.” She pauses and looks up at me. “Spencer, stop drooling. I know I’m hot.” She playfully nudges me, and I kiss her cheek. She dishes out the food and we talk about her job while we eat. Once we finish eating, we clean up all the empty containers and continue talking in the booth.