AN: Hey guys, thanks for the reviews, sorry I have taken so long to get a new chapter up but Bee is so popular that it's so hard to write her adequately. : )I hope this chapter is up to expectations.
Bridget's whole body shook with anticipation as her eyes locked with Eric's. So many thoughts were running through her mind at the same time that she could hardly distinguish one emotion from the other.
It couldn't be, she was mistaken, her drink must have been spiked. How could I not have known about this? Bridget asked herself. It couldn't be a coincidence, could it? He must have known she was on the team, being the assistant manager and all. She suddenly remembered his words from two summers ago
'Someday, I'll see you again. You'll be this hot soccer star at some great school, with a million guys more interesting that I am chasing you down. And you know what? I'll see you then and I'll pray you still want me'
But did she still want him?
Eric smiled at her from across the room, her heart melted. She had never stopped wanting him since the second she had seen him, to this very moment. It was a warm and balmy night but Bridget felt goose bumps rising on her arms, neck and even her face, though she knew that was impossible.
Bridget stood up to go to Eric, her sudden movement caused the whole table to turn and stare at her, but Bridget was oblivious. She weaved her way across the room to go to him, imagining him sweeping her into his arms and kissing her passionately, he would tell her how he had longed for her every day since they had been apart, how he had never moved on and when the chance came for him to see her again he dropped everything to take the job and see her again.
The closer Bridget got to Eric the more her smile grew, her heart was beating a million miles an hour and every movement in the room was in slow motion, the few steps it took her to get there seemed like a lifetime. Her eyes didn't leave Eric's for a second.
She stopped in front of him, swaying towards him expecting some sort of contact. Nothing. Staring up into his eyes she saw a flicker of affection, and for a second it seemed that he was going to put his arms around her and never let go, but he didn't. Eric stood rigidly, with an awkward smile on his face. He held out his hand to shake hers.
'It's good to see you again Bridget'
Bridget didn't hear a word he said-a handshake? Bridget was too astonished by his cold reception to hold out her own. She juststared at his hand as if it was some cruel joke. What was this?
Eric gave a nervous laugh and placed his rejected hand into the pocket of his pants. Only then did Bridget notice a young women standing next to Eric, she was beautiful- tall, slender with deep brown eyes. Bridget looked from the woman to Eric questioningly.
'Ah, Bridget..this is my..fiancée..Laura'