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Ok I can handle this we're just 2 friends eating dinner. It doesn't matter he happens to look good in that blue shirt which matches his eyes…no it shouldn't matter.
After they settled down he was the first to talk sensing she stiffened up a bit.
"Work has been crazy lately it seems people are dying left and right." Great job…nothing to liven the mood up than work talk…and especially your work.
She noticed his attempt and willingly went along.
"Yeah it's been murder," she said jokingly with a big smile. "I'm sorry it was just too easy farm boy. She felt the tension fading away and before they knew it they were talking almost like there was nothing complicated going on; just the two of them and dinner.
After dinner they went for a walk along the Charles.
"Hey what's on your mind farm boy? You're looking a bit lost there."
He wanted to tell her but was scared all of a sudden. But he knew it was now or never and never was not an option.
"Jor…I need to end this."
Her heart skipped a beat. "End? Uh sure what do you want end?"
Her reaction threw him off. Why was she so eager all of a sudden? "Uh yea this needs to end Jor, aren't you tired?" Somehow the words didn't seem to come out the way he wanted them.
"Oh you're tired farm boy," she joked in an effort to lighten the mood and perhaps also to throw him off. She had understood him…understood him well. He wanted to talk about their little four-year dance. "Well let's go then, I mean we both got an early shift tomorrow."
He groaned not knowing what else to do. What would it take for him to break through her wall? "No Jordan!" He stopped once he realized how loud he was, but noticing he got her attention he went on, "no Jor, we're not going home, not until we get this over and done with all right." He was congratulating himself on taking charge in way. She had sat on the bench after a second of deliberation. He could almost hear her think. She must've felt trapped but there was no other way to get her to stay. The next thing was to get her to talk.
"Woody," she started that he had managed to corner her, "I don't think this is the place to you know talk."
"Jordan no this is perfect, let's talk." He took a deep breath, "you know when I left Wisconsin the last thing I expected to find was you."
Her eyebrow went up, "gee thanks?"
He let out a laugh, "no no not like that, I'm glad that I did is what I'm trying to say." He started to blush.
"Listen Woody I think I know where you're going with this and just don't ok. We're friends right? That means so much to me .I would never want to jeopardize that." She paused waiting for his rebuttal but he remained quiet. "Ok it's getting late, you wanna drop me home?"
He looked at her and for a moment and was lost for words. She had done it again…the dance went on. "Yea let's go," he said sounding defeated.
Once he took his eyes off her she looked at him careful for him not noticing and a feeling of sadness came over her.