Free Divine by B.L. Teschner Page B

much sounds like
something a mechanic would say.”
    “ I'm not saying
it because I'm a mechanic,” he said through a warm chuckle.
“I'm saying it because it's obvious.”
    “ Well, I'm
impatient, I guess.”
    “ I'm starting to
realize that.”
    I looked away with a
grin, shaking my head at his comment.
    “ I had fun
tonight,” he said deeply. “Thanks for coming.”
    I looked back up at his
stare and saw what seemed to be a speck of yellow light glimmering
brightly in the deepness of his irises.
    Man, I must be
tired; I keep seeing things . I
reached up and rubbed my eyes with my icy fingers. Maybe it
was from the bright flames of the bonfire? Or maybe the flashes from
the fireworks?
    “ You alright?”
he asked with curiosity.
    “ Yeah, I'm fine.
I think the fireworks are causing my eyes to play tricks on me.”
    “ They can do that
sometimes,” he agreed. “Now, crank that heater up and get
home to your warm bed.”
    “ Sounds like a
great plan,” I smiled. He closed my car door and stood back a
couple of feet as I rolled down my window. “Thanks again.”
    “ Anytime. I'll
see you soon, Ash.”
    Ash. A happy
smile filled my face at hearing his nickname for me escape from his
lips.
    I rolled up the window
and slowly backed out of the parking space, being careful not to hit
the groups of people who were walking by. He watched as I drove out
of the lot and he gave me a wave goodbye as I turned onto the main
road.
    On the drive home I
recapped our night together. He obviously had talked to his mom about
me, which was a big plus. And he felt like he could talk openly to me
about his dad passing away, which was another big plus. He gave me a
nickname, something that only he would be calling me . . .
yeah, I would pretty much say the night went well.
    Once I got back home I
followed Jonah's advice and climbed into my cozy, warm bed; it was a
turn on listening to his instructions. Falling asleep was a bit
difficult because our conversations played over and over again in my
head. I was glad to be kept up by my thoughts of Jonah, though; I
would gladly stay up all night to think about him.

5.
A Jealous Fox

    I was happy to go back
to work in hopes that
    Jonah would show up.
Every morning I made sure to look my best before heading out, just in
case that day would be the day that I saw him.
    After a couple of days
of him not coming in I started to think that it wasn’t going to
happen. I put on my makeup carefully like the days before, but I
didn't feel like putting the effort into my hair. I threw it up in a
messy bun and left for work.
    The restaurant was slow
and I had a hard time finding things to keep me busy. Brittany was
back from vacation with her family, so we took advantage of the slow
work day to catch up on our gossip. We both grabbed a broom and
slowly swept up around the dining area, making sure we looked busy in
case Fox came out of his office.
    “ So did you have
fun at the snow?” I asked.
    “ Yeah, it was
fun. I missed you though.” She stopped her sweeping and looked
up at me with a pouty smile.
    Her silliness made me
laugh. “I missed you, too. I had to work with Sarah, so that
was pretty unfortunate.”
    A snort pushed past her
nose. “Yeah I bet that was irritating. Sorry I had to let that
happen.”
    Jonah's handsome face
drifted into my mind. I had mentioned him to Brittany shortly after I
met him months back, but I wasn't sure if she would remember who he
was if I brought him up again.
    I looked up from the
floor. “Do you remember a few months back when I told you about
that guy Jonah I met at the auto shop?”
    She stopped her lazy
sweeping and leaned against the broom. “Oh, you mean the total
hottie that you wouldn't stop talking about? The one with the blue
eyes and the perfect body? The one with the nice hair and awesome
smelling cologne? No, I don't think I remember him . . .”
    “ Jeez, I didn't
realize how much I told you about him,” I laughed, embarrassed
that I had