Walking back (from somewhere....not sure where yet!).
Daniel felt a raindrop on his nose, followed by several more on his cheek . "Uh-oh", he said "I am feeling rain. Don't suppose you carry an umbrella on you?"
"Nope" said Mollie, looking up at the perfectly blue sky, "must be a sunshower. I love those!".
Since Daniel didn't have an umbrella either, he ran over to a nearby free newspaper stand and grabbed a couple. He figured this would hold off the gentle rain for the block or so to the coffee shop. He turned to give one to Mollie only to find her with her arms wide open, twirling in the rain. A look of pure joy and happiness on her face and as if she was living life to the fullest. He watched her twirl a bit more, slow down and take a little jump into a tiny puddle forming near her feet. Her hair was drenched, as was her clothes, but when she looked at him with a smile that could devastate mere mortals and her eyes shining like the finest sapphires, his chest felt as if a fire ball was inside of it and he knew that if he didn't go to her this second, he would regret it for his entire life. And that if he did, he would remember it forever.
So he did what any sane man would do - he ran over to her, grabbed the back of her head in both of his hands and he kissed her but good. He poured his soul into her, every feeling he had ever had and still had for her. He ate her lips like a starving man at Thanksgiving. He pulled her close and kissed her. It was everything he remembered and so much more. She seemed shocked at first - they were the middle of fairly busy sidewalk - then melted against him and seemed to be giving as good as she was getting. Daniel was starting to feel that clawing at the pit of his stomach, something he hadn't felt for a long time, and knew he was dangerously close to pushing her up to the window of the bookstore behind them and taking her right there. He pulled his mouth away just a bit, but not his body, and rested his forehead against hers. They both looked into each others eyes, feeling something they didn't want to put a name to, not wanting to be the first to say where they wanted this to go, not knowing where they wanted it to go beyond a bedroom and a bedroom fast! They took a couple ragged breaths, and just when it was about time to do or die, a big, fat, raindrop landed on Mollie's cheek. It was the first signal that rain was going to start coming down hard; the second being the now dark grey sky overhead. They looked into each others eyes for a split second and both started running, hand in hand, to their original destination of the coffee shop.
Mollie giggled as she tried to shake the water from her hair and body before entering the coffee shop. She felt as if she had been hit by a mac truck and wasn't sure what was going on. But she didn't want to examine it; she wanted this moment so that later, when he was gone, she could take it out and feel it again and live on this day for years to come.
Then found a table near the register and sat down. Daniel went and ordered them some coffee and when he came back, they both avoided looking at each other. It was awkward, and Mollie didn't know what to do. She wanted to pick up where they left off, or at least continue it after the storm subsided, but she suspected that Daniel was remembering that he was engaged to the stunning Gillian and was regretting the kiss. And just as she had decided to put the kiss aside and pretend it hadn't happened, she felt the side of Daniel's finger running down her nose. She looked up in surprise to find him looking at her with longing, desire and a tenderness that made her want to weep. Her eyes filled with tears and she fought to keep them from sliding down her cheek. Just when she thought she had a handle, one slid down her cheek and she quickly looked at the table, hoping Daniel didn't notice.
Daniel was looking at Mollie so closely, so intently, that not only did he see the tears fill her eyes suddenly, he saw the escapee and wondered what was going on in her head. He took his finger and caught the tear with the tip, before it could fade down her neck. And then he did the hottest thing Mollie had ever seen - he put that finger in his mouth! Mollie was stunned. So was Daniel. He wasn't sure what had come over him. But he was burning hot for Mollie and it wasn't going away. He was holding reality at bay and all he could think about was Mollie and getting her naked.
The barista took that moment to deliver the coffees. They both looked at the coffees and Daniel wondered how Mollie would take it if he asked her to go back to her place. NOW. Daniel was about to burst and all he could think about was loving Mollie until he was stupid. But the crying had thrown him off. Before that, he was sure that her feelings mirrored his own. So he took a drink of coffee and mulled the whole situation over.
Meanwhile, Mollie was just staring into her coffee and wondering how she could ask Daniel to leave. With her. NOW. She was burning inside and was determined to not waste a minute of this day. It felt like it was a magical day, something out of the real world, and it she didn't take advantage of it, she may just lose it. She looked Daniel right in the eye and said "Why don't we blow this pop stand?".
Ok, not the sexiest, nor the most graceful, but since Daniel leapt out of his chair, grabbed her hand and started pulling her to the door, she figured it did the job.
Friday, July 24, 2009
Monday, July 20, 2009
Chapter...?
Gillian asks Mollie if she makes wedding cakes.
"Well, I have, for friends and family"...she hedges. She is afraid of where Gillian is going with this.
"I just love your food" says Gillian, "and think it is so awesome that you and Daniel have reunited after all these years, and I think that is a terrific sentiment that I want added to our wedding."
Gillian was hard to say no to. She wasn't a ball buster, but she was really nice and confident, two deadly atrributes for a people-pleaser like Mollie.
"I would be honored" said Mollie. Keeping the other adjectives, like heartbroken, fraudulent, and dispondent, to herself.
"Fantastic! I will show you some of the clippings I have been collecting and we can get together and maybe brainstorm ideas." Gillian pulled out her iPhone and said "how does Monday afternoon work for you?"
"Fine" said Mollie, "Monday afternoons are nice and quiet, so why don't you just come by here and we can talk" she said.
"Sounds like a plan. I will tell Daniel, as I am sure he will want to come and chat with his ladies!" she gave a little giggle, obviously clueless to the look on Mollie's face that showed just how much she wished it were true.
"Fantastic" Mollie muttered as she turned to go back to the kitchen and take her frustrations out on some cherries that needed pitting.
"Well, I have, for friends and family"...she hedges. She is afraid of where Gillian is going with this.
"I just love your food" says Gillian, "and think it is so awesome that you and Daniel have reunited after all these years, and I think that is a terrific sentiment that I want added to our wedding."
Gillian was hard to say no to. She wasn't a ball buster, but she was really nice and confident, two deadly atrributes for a people-pleaser like Mollie.
"I would be honored" said Mollie. Keeping the other adjectives, like heartbroken, fraudulent, and dispondent, to herself.
"Fantastic! I will show you some of the clippings I have been collecting and we can get together and maybe brainstorm ideas." Gillian pulled out her iPhone and said "how does Monday afternoon work for you?"
"Fine" said Mollie, "Monday afternoons are nice and quiet, so why don't you just come by here and we can talk" she said.
"Sounds like a plan. I will tell Daniel, as I am sure he will want to come and chat with his ladies!" she gave a little giggle, obviously clueless to the look on Mollie's face that showed just how much she wished it were true.
"Fantastic" Mollie muttered as she turned to go back to the kitchen and take her frustrations out on some cherries that needed pitting.
Monday, July 13, 2009
Chapter 5
I seriously should not be doing this, thought Mollie and she tried, unsuccessfully, to gently stir the egg whites in the the cake mix she was making for a custom order. I should be chopping or whisking or even just breaking plates, but gently mixing egg whites is definitely not for her at the moment. She wondered if she would have to make this cake all over again.
It had been 2 days since she had met Gillan and had heard their bombshell news. She spent the rest of Sunday in a fog, didn't sleep at all that night and, since she had worked the entire weekend, took Monday off and spent it in bed. But it was now Tuesday and she was pissed. How dare he get his whity tighties in a twist over her failed marriage when he was engaged?!?! And it isn't like he it was old news, since she clearly remembered Gillian gushing about how it had happened just one week before, on the first night they spent in their beautiful condo. PUKE. Mollie almost had, when she replayed that in her mind.
The really sickening thing was, Mollie really liked Gillian before she knew! Sure, Gillian was intimidating to a Mollie; she was so tall, so shapely built, obviously fit and scrubbed and spa-ed and well groomed, oh, and how could she forget, sexy as hell. But she had been so nice, so friendly and so approachable, that Mollie felt herself relaxing and not feeling like she couldn't be friends with this magnificient specimen, and then HE walked through the door.
Mollie was obviously working through the stages of grief. Although it hadn't even been a week since she had seen Daniel the first time, she had already had lovely daydreams floating around in her head about them getting together for real this time and making a life together. Building a house, on a lake, and filling it with kids. Expanding her bakery, taking on more help and enjoying it more than just working on it. She was worried about the lunch on Friday, but she was optimistic that when he heard the whole story he would understand.
Understand? HUH. No way, not now!! All that was gone in a cloud of smoke. And when Mollie wasn't kicking herself for being so foolish about rushing ahead and making something where there was nothing, she was furious at Daniel for not telling her. For letting her thoughts run away from her. FOR PICKING A FREAKING SUPERMODEL.
Of course he didn't tell her! He probably just wanted to be nice and catch up, he never would have seriously thought of Mollie as a sex object. They would just be those kind of aquaintances who said hi, how are you, enjoying your summer? Here is your coffee. Enjoy your muffin. Don't choke on the cinnamon roll. When you had steak at home, why go out for hamburgers, right?
Meanwhile Daniel wasn't sure what he was feeling. After leaving Bliss on Sunday morning, Gillian had wanted to hit furniture stores, so he obliged. He knew that he wouldn't have to say a whole lot or engage a lot of thought into stuff, just nod his head one way or another to indicate if he could live with whatever she had her eye on. It turned out to be a bit more taxing than that, with them hitting every store in a 35 mile radius.
Monday
It had been 2 days since she had met Gillan and had heard their bombshell news. She spent the rest of Sunday in a fog, didn't sleep at all that night and, since she had worked the entire weekend, took Monday off and spent it in bed. But it was now Tuesday and she was pissed. How dare he get his whity tighties in a twist over her failed marriage when he was engaged?!?! And it isn't like he it was old news, since she clearly remembered Gillian gushing about how it had happened just one week before, on the first night they spent in their beautiful condo. PUKE. Mollie almost had, when she replayed that in her mind.
The really sickening thing was, Mollie really liked Gillian before she knew! Sure, Gillian was intimidating to a Mollie; she was so tall, so shapely built, obviously fit and scrubbed and spa-ed and well groomed, oh, and how could she forget, sexy as hell. But she had been so nice, so friendly and so approachable, that Mollie felt herself relaxing and not feeling like she couldn't be friends with this magnificient specimen, and then HE walked through the door.
Mollie was obviously working through the stages of grief. Although it hadn't even been a week since she had seen Daniel the first time, she had already had lovely daydreams floating around in her head about them getting together for real this time and making a life together. Building a house, on a lake, and filling it with kids. Expanding her bakery, taking on more help and enjoying it more than just working on it. She was worried about the lunch on Friday, but she was optimistic that when he heard the whole story he would understand.
Understand? HUH. No way, not now!! All that was gone in a cloud of smoke. And when Mollie wasn't kicking herself for being so foolish about rushing ahead and making something where there was nothing, she was furious at Daniel for not telling her. For letting her thoughts run away from her. FOR PICKING A FREAKING SUPERMODEL.
Of course he didn't tell her! He probably just wanted to be nice and catch up, he never would have seriously thought of Mollie as a sex object. They would just be those kind of aquaintances who said hi, how are you, enjoying your summer? Here is your coffee. Enjoy your muffin. Don't choke on the cinnamon roll. When you had steak at home, why go out for hamburgers, right?
Meanwhile Daniel wasn't sure what he was feeling. After leaving Bliss on Sunday morning, Gillian had wanted to hit furniture stores, so he obliged. He knew that he wouldn't have to say a whole lot or engage a lot of thought into stuff, just nod his head one way or another to indicate if he could live with whatever she had her eye on. It turned out to be a bit more taxing than that, with them hitting every store in a 35 mile radius.
Monday
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