Five weeks later...
"Where is it? Where is it?" Caitlyn had started throwing pillows everywhere upon hearing her ringtone. She found her mobile and the screen read 'Greg', smiling she answered the phone.
"Hey, what's up?" Caitlyn chirped holding the phone between her ear and shoulder whilst picking up all the cushions.
"Nothing much, I just wanted to see if you wanted to come round for dinner this evening?"
"Umm... Yeah sure..."
"Don't sound too happy about it." Greg joked as he put his feet up on his desk.
"Sorry, I was a bit distracted... I thought I saw someone... Never mind." Caitlyn shook her head lightly as she pulled the net curtain back in place.
"I'll pick you up on my way home from the office."
"I'll see you tonight then." With that Caitlyn hung up the phone, grabbed her coat and gloves and hurried outside.
"Richard?" The young man had earphones in and clearly didn't hear Caitlyn call. She lightly tapped him on the shoulder and he spun quickly as he removed his earphones, looking down at her he examined her face for a moment.
"Caitlyn?" He queried and she nodded slightly and felt her mind melt when she heard that soft Irish accent. All of a sudden she was lifted into the air in a tight hug and then quickly set back down.
"It's been a while Richard..." Caitlyn said, her grey-blue eyes looking up into his brown ones.
"Yes it has..." His voice seemed darker as he stroked Caitlyn's cheek.
"So how have you been?" Caitlyn gently pulled away from his hand.
"Good, i've been between jobs..." His eyes looked sadder as he said this. "What about you?" He inquired, tilting his head slightly.
"Great... things are going great... I met someone, his name's Greg." She spoke tentatively, trying to read the emotion in his eyes. He smiled crookedly, taking in all of Caitlyn's features.
She hasn't changed a bit. Shame she's with Greg though… I could use her. Not yet however, but in the future…
The smirk on his face made Caitlyn feel ill at ease.
"Coffee?" Richard offered gesturing towards a small shop across the road.
"It would be nice to catch up."
They crossed the road and entered the small shop sitting towards the back. The waitress came and took their order and they sat for a while, laughing and reminiscing.
Caitlyn heard her phone go off in her pocket and looked at the man opposite her.
"Sorry, do you mind if I take this?"
Richard nodded and Caitlyn exited the shop to answer the call.
"Hello?"
"Caitlyn? Where are you? I've been ringing your doorbell." Greg sounded slightly agitated and worried.
"Sorry, i'll be right there. See you in a minute darling." Caitlyn hung up the phone and rushed back into the shop.
"Sorry Richard. I have to go. Speak soon?" She spoke as she pulled money out of her purse to pay.
"I'll give you my number." He wrote his digits down on a napkin and handed it to Caitlyn. "Give me a call." He smirked as he watched Caitlyn exit. Both uttered goodbyes as they separated.
She could have sworn he'd winked at her as she left. Distractedly Caitlyn sped across the road towards her flat. CRASH. She landed on Greg hard as he hit the floor.
"I'm so sorry Greg!" Caitlyn exclaimed as she scrambled to her feet and Greg pushed himself off of the floor. "Are you OK?" She looked him up and down worriedly.
"I'm fine. Where were you?" Greg said brushing himself down.
"I was catching up with an old friend."
"That sounds like fun. Shall we then?" Greg opened the car door for Caitlyn, his crooked smile pulling on his lips as he got into the driver's seat.
Richard watched from across the road. She'll definitely be useful later.
