Her Weekend

Shasa hung up the phone just as Adan walked into her office. “I wish he would stop calling me,” she muttered as she leaned back in her chair, holding her head in her hands, frustrated.

“Was that the same guy you told me about?”

“Yes.”

“What did he want this time?”

“He asked me if I was doing anything for the weekend but before I had a chance to answer, he said that he would like to take me out for dinner tomorrow night and then to a game on Sunday. I told him that I had a meeting and that I would get back to him. He’s a nice guy but I’m not interested in him. Short of being rude, how can I make him understand that?”

“What are you doing this weekend?” he asked, sitting down in the chair opposite her desk.

“Nothing.”

I am the weekend, then.”

“What?”

“I don’t have plans for the weekend either so why not let’s do something together?”

“You don’t have to do this. I’m sure I can come up with a plausible excuse.”

“I want to do this. I’ve wanted to ask you out for a long time but I wasn’t sure if you would want to go out with a colleague.”

She stared at him. “You’re serious,” she realized.

“Yes, I am. So, what do you say? Dinner tomorrow night and then a drive in the countryside on Sunday?”

She smiled. “I’d like that.

“Good. This weekend will be the beginning of a new and exciting relationship.”

“Are you sure Lorna wouldn’t have a problem with this?”

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“Lorna and I are just friends.”

“She still carries a torch for you. I have seen the way she looks at you and I know she doesn’t like me.”

“Maybe she doesn’t like you because she has noticed the way I look at you.”

She could see what he meant. The way he was looking at her at that moment made her pulse race, her heart pound and her stomach do somersaults. Why hadn’t she noticed before? Perhaps it was because it never occurred to her that he might be interested in her.

He got up from the chair and walked around the desk so that he was standing over her. He took her hands and pulled her to her feet. His dark brown eyes raked her upturned face for a brief moment before he lowered his head and kissed her. After she got over her initial shock, she put her arms around his waist and kissed him back.

After a while, he raised his head to gaze down into her upturned face, his own slightly flushed. “Something else I’ve wanted to do for a long time,” he murmured huskily.

“I’m going to call Len right now and tell him that I have made other plans.”

“Correction. Tell him that you have a date.”

“All right, I will.”

“Make him understand that you’re not interested in him.”

“I will.”

He smiled. “Good. I’d better get back to work.” He kissed her again before he reluctantly released her. “Stop by my office before you leave this evening.”

“All right.”

She watched him as he let himself out of her office, her heart racing and her lips tingling. Then, she sat down in the chair and picked up the telephone.

Posted for September 2020 Writing Prompts – #3 – I am the weekend

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