Chapter Three
Peyton reached the counter and saw a tall blond headed man, his back turned toward the counter. In any given situation she'd say it was Lucas, but Lucas had just gotten his head shaved, so she knew it wasn't Lucas. Her curiosity got the better of her.
"Excuse me sir, were you looking for me?" Peyton asked, her arms folded on the counter in front of her, as she leaned forward. Her blond curls falling into her face slightly.
He turned around and she got a better look at him. He was dressed in a very firm fitting suit, that accented him nicely. He had a tender smile, and kind blue eyes. It was a little scary, but he did resemble Lucas slightly. His blond hair had been cut recently, and was combed in a professional way. He had a very tight jawline that added to the package.
"Why yes I was ma'am," He gave her a genuine smile. "I was in here just the other day, I do believe you waited on me. I was just sitting at home the other day thinking to myself, I wonder if that kind young lady would like to have dinner to me. So, and I really hope this doesn't come off too strong, but would you like to have dinner with me tonight?"
Peyton smiled back, and wondered what in the world this guy saw in her. "I really can't tonight, I have plans, how about tomorrow night?"
"Well, that'd just be perfect. How's about I pick you up here, tomorrow night when you get off?" He asked her, unaware of the eyes that were staring holes into the back of his head.
"That'd be just fine," she smiled and watched as he turned to leave. "Excuse me, but what's your name?"
"Well, now I'm just embarrassed. How rude to ask a lady like yourself out without telling you my name," he gave her a small smile.
"Oh it's fine, I'd just like to know your name though," she smiled back at him.
"Names Ian Banks," he smiled at her before disappearing out the door.
"Looks like a jackass to me," Lucas huffed, as he sat down. He heard Singer giving a low growl and saw that he was still had his eye on the stranger that had just asked Peyton out.
"Are you just saying that because it's me, or because of how he's dressed?" Peyton asked, eying Lucas, and watched as he shifted uncomfortably.
"Both," he spat.
She could tell he wasn't particularly happy that she had decided to give the dating world a chance again. While at times it felt wrong, felt like she was cheating on Jake somehow. It also felt nice, that was of course when the men weren't complete and total pigs. He couldn't expect her to be single for the rest of her life could he?
"That isn't fair Lucas. I feel bad enough about it. I already feel like I'm cheating on him, but seeing you looking at me like that, I like I committed some hedious crime. I won't take that from you Lucas, I thought we were friends," she sighed, turning her back on him.
God knows she had lived through plenty of his stories of girls he had dated the past four years. Poor guy was the sweetest guy she knew, he just couldn't keep a girl. There was a few, that border lined on serious, but eventually when the girls saw that he wasn't going to change who he was, they'd give up and move on. She actually felt bad for him.
"I know, and I'm sorry. We are friends, and I love you too death. I want you to be happy..." Lucas trailed off before he let something he didn't want, slip.
"Could it kill you to say it once and a while?" she asked, grinning at him playfully.
"I suppose not," he smiled back.
"So, what can I get ya Luke?" Peyton asked, as she leaned in closer to him.
"Just some coffee," Lucas answered, as he let his hand rest on top of Singer's head. "I think Singer's getting hungry though."
"Is that right Singer?" Peyton called, as she watched him put his huge paws on the counter top too pull himself up so he could see Peyton, before letting out a horrid howl. "That'd be a yes."
"I thought I heard Singer," Karen smiled at Peyton, before petting his head and giving him a dog biscuit.
Singer's tail started to wag, as Peyton filled up a coffee mug for Lucas.
"You sure you don't want any food?" Peyton asked, her eyebrow raised.
"Nope, Nate shared some of his lunch with me. Hales made some meatloaf last night, and well you know how much I love her meatloaf," Lucas let a smile form across his lips.
"Okay fine, what do you think Singer wants then?" she asked, sitting the mug in front of him.
"I think he's feeling like a cheeseburger and cheesy fries," Lucas said, as Singer let out an acceptance bark.
"I think your right," she smiled, as she went toward the back to fix up a plate for 'Singer.'
"You do understand why he got so upset by that young gentleman asking you out, right?" Karen asked.
She loved her son dearly, but he just wasn't very smooth when it came to women. Especially when it came to Peyton Sawyer.
"Yeah, he's afraid if I start dating I won't have time for his goofy ass no more," she lied, she knew the real reason why he was upset with the idea, but she didn't want anyone to know that she knew.
"If that's what you truly believe, then fine. I'm just not sure that I believe, that you really believe that," Karen raised her eyebrow at Peyton, before carrying a small tray with a couple of plates on it, out to the front with her.
Peyton sighed, was she really that bad of a liar? Maybe she should give a relationship with Lucas chance? No, she thought, that would be too weird. She didn't want to ruin the friendship they had with each other to try out a more serious relationship. Ian seemed like a nice guy, maybe it was her destiny to be with him?
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