If Only
Chapter 10:
Addison had Dr. Anthony Sean meet her at her office. When he arrived he brought roses.
"For you." He said in a charming voice while handing them over and kissing her hand.
"Oh thank you so much! They're really nice." She responded uneasily. Just then she saw Pete outside the door.
"Well I'll just go get a vase, put these in some water and we can go."
"Alright."
Addison and Anthony walked outside of her office when Addie was done making sure the roses would be all right. She walked past Pete on her way out and quietly whispered, "One to zero. Good luck Wilder." She winked and then followed Anthony into the elevator. She couldn't help but notice the huge smile on Pete's face.
Addison and Anthony had a great dinner on the pier. The night was gorgeous, and everything was perfect, she just couldn't get Pete off of her mind. Just then Anthony brought her back to reality as they were walking up to her house.
"Addison? Are you okay? You just seem to be, thinking about something else."
"No, I'm fine. Thank you so much for everything." She smiled sincerely.
"It was my pleasure. Listen, I was hoping you'd meet me again tomorrow night. I thought if you'd like to, maybe we could go dancing?"
"Yeah, that sounds good. I have to warn you though, I can't dance. Bring steel toed boots, you're going to definitely need them."
"That can be arranged."
"Alright. Well thank you again."
"Thank you." He leaned in to kiss her but she tilted her head so he instead kissed her cheek.
"Night," Addie said shyly.
"Goodnight." And with that, Anthony disappeared into the night, and Addison retired to her home. She let herself in and went to turn on the lights. She looked outside her doors that led to her porch and saw a dark figure sitting there. She quickly grabbed the closest thing she could find, which happened to be a lamp, and went quietly to the doors. She opened the doors quickly and the figure turned around.
"Hey." After the word left his mouth she hit him as hard as she could with the pole of the lamp. He fell back into his chair and she quickly flicked on the lights.
"Addison! Relax! It's me!" He said in a rushed voice.
"Pete?" She dropped the pole.
"Yes! God. I think you broke my skull."
"Da.mn it Wilder! You broke my lamp!"
"I broke your lamp?! Seriously?!"
"Don't say that."
"Say WHAT?!"
"Seriously"
"Um, okay…."
"It's a Seattle thing. What are you doing out here at 11 at night on my freking porch is what I want to know. I could call the cops. You could be arrested for trespassing."
"And you could be arrested for assault. There, we're even."
"Come inside. It's starting to swell."
"Well no sh!t! You just beat me with a wooden pole."
"Sorry. But you can't blame me. I'm going to ask again, what are you doing here?"
"I wanted to see how your date went."
"Um. Good." She quickly adverted her eyes when he tried to look at her.
"No I'm pretty sure your date sucked."
"And how would you know that?" asked Addison defensively.
"Because, I know you," Pete replied with a cocky tone.
"You know what?"
"What?"
"You're kind of annoying." Addison started up the stairs with a cold ice pack.
"Aw. You know you love me."
She turned around and hurled the ice pack back at his head. He caught it just before it smacked him in the face, quickly losing but regaining his balance.
"Hm. Good catch."
"Jesus Addison! Are you trying to hurt me?"
"I don't know is it working?" He followed her into her bedroom and into the bathroom.
"Yeah, actually. Man, how did you learn how to throw that hard?"
"Ten years of softball will do that to ya."
"Softball?"
"You have a problem Wilder? Here wrap that in this towel and put it on your face."
"I don't have a problem. Well besides the fact that you underestimate my own skills as a doctor."
"What do you want herbs and a voodoo doll? Will that make it all better?"
"No but herbs and green tea will."
"Sorry. I don't drink tea. Tea is for hippies."
"So now I'm a hippie?"
"See, you said so yourself."
"Very funny. Okay ice will work. I'm kind of dizzy. I don't think I can drive home tonight."
"Nice try Pete, but it's not happening."
"What?"
"Don't try to act innocent! I know what you want."
Pete stood pleading with his eyes.
"Fine, but you're sleeping on the couch. I mean it! Don't try anything."
"Oh, someone gets cranky when they're tired."
"I'm not tired!" Addison yelled after him on her way down the hall.