Hey ya'll, thought id try vampd on for size. This came to me one day and well, it took me off guard. I do own Ash but thats it, everything else belongs to the author. Lots of love!
Fool me.
I should have known. Fool me. Poor poor Ash.
It's not like it was a secret, even if it was supposed to be, it was well kept in the lest. It was written all over his face, more the fool me. I should have taken his gentle rebuffs and run the other way, stayed polite but not have pursued him. Pursued this travesty of a relationship, tattered and swinging like old curtains in the wind.
My fault. I had no one else to blame.
I should have listened to my heart, to common sense. Anyone who was grieving that much should not have been made a love interest. I shouldn't have let him sweep me off my feet with one glance of those eyes. I should have stayed in better control, realized no matter how much he became interested in me, he'd never forget the one before me.
Fool me.
I was ruled by my heart, my head, common sense was pushed farther and farther.
How ironic, that the one he loved first would be the one to come after me. After all I was just the small town waitress in a big city who poured him coffee every day. All the girls had tried for him, each leaving quietly, slipping away from him. It's not like I was bombshell pretty, I carried a little too much weight, my hair never did what I'd try for hours to train it to do. I was nothing noticeable, truly my best feature was my brain.
My love of history, the course books that would surround me on my break had prompted him to ask me. Those blue blue eyes staring back into mine, "yes", I had answered, "I want to visit Edinburgh castle, Vimy Ridge, Shakespeare."
Something had shimmered in those eyes, he'd left quickly. Leaving his over generous tip, empty coffee cup and me in confused silence.
Fool me.
He hadn't come back for weeks,
