Andy walked into the elevator on Monday, bringing in with him the sweet aroma of apples and cinnamon.
"Okay, don't think this is weird or anything," Erin began, "And I say this in a totally friendly and casual way, but you smell really good."
"Why thank you, my lady." Andy said proudly. "But, I can't take all the credit."
"Is it that cologne you put on my Valentine's Day card? Because that smells really good, and it's pretty strong." She asked.
"It still smells? Or, the question is, you still smell it?" Andy said slyly. "But, actually, it's not me, it's this." Andy took out a container and the cinnamon apple smell made Erin's stomach lurch with hunger, even though she had had breakfast. Andy opened the container, and Erin gasped.
"Is that...a Walker Brothers' apple pancake?"
"Yes-sir-ee." Andy said happily. "And I am so hungry!" He took out a fork and dived right in, making no effort to conceal his open mouth or moans of delight.
"Oh, I'm sorry, Erin, where are my manners?" He said suddenly. "Would you like some too?"
"Not hungry." She mumbled. Actually, she would totally gobble down the whole thing, but she couldn't. If they were dating, she would have to take some, but as an ex-girlfriend, she couldn't. It was against the rules. It leads him on. And turned her on, for that matter.
"Not hungry my Aunt Beatrice!" Andy scoffed. "Erin Hannon, I know only too well you could wolf this down in one bite!"
"Not true!" She gasped.
"Too true." He nodded. "Remember when we went to Walker Brothers, and ordered an apple pancake to split because you said it was your favorite food in the whole entire world? Then, I had to order another one for myself because you gobbled up the entire thing, and then ate half of mine!"
Okay, she sounded really fat at that moment. She didn't usually eat like that in front of other people, but it was an apple pancake, her favorite food. And it was Andy, the one person she knew who wouldn't laugh at her eating habits.
"Okay, so maybe I like apple pancakes. And maybe at that moment I was very hungry. But at this moment, I'm gonna pass."
"So if I don't finish, you'd be okay with me just throwing it out?" Andy asked.
"Well, you really shouldn't let this go to waste..." Erin began.
"Then have some." He commanded.
"Only if you're done."
"What if I told you the only reason I bought this was so we could eat it together?" He said sneakily.
"I'd say that's a mixture between sweet and pathetic. And I'd remind you we're broken up." Erin replied smoothly.
"Well I'd remind you that my huge effort to impress you was something you loved about me." Andy smiled, and Erin couldn't help but return it. "Now eat." He said, handing her a fork. "You know I can't finish it."
Erin looked at the fork hesitantly, and saw Andy's urging smile. He did do this just for her, so it would be rude not to eat. Erin took the fork and dived in.
"Oh my God," She moaned. "This is amazing."
"I know," Andy said through a mouthful. "And it's still hot."
"Okay, I lied." Erin said in a muffled voice. "I could eat like five of these."
They laughed, and continued to eat, leaving Erin lost in thought.
How could she let a guy like Andy slip through her fingers? He was cute, funny, sweet, and definitely wanted her back, enough to go out and buy her favorite food to start a conversation. He was energetic much like her, and, if it were any constellation, he had enough money to buy Erin her own Walker Brother's so she could eat apple pancakes every day.
Maybe she should say something. Why did she break up with him, anyway? Erin swallowed, and opened her mouth just as the doors opened and Angela walked in. She stared at them for a moment, before rolling her eyes.
"Hey, Angela." Andy said awkwardly. "Wanna bite?"
Oh, right. That's why she broke up with Andy. His lack of trust.
"You two are completely animals." Angela said, disgusted, but Erin had darted out the door before she could think of a retort.
