The New York Detective That Complicated My Life
When I finally get into my place, I go to lay on the couch and stare up at the ceiling. What. The. Fuck? Why in god's name did I kiss him? I mean, I understand the hug because it was thanking for the job but the kiss? It was like my sanity went out the window for a minute. Even know I have no clue why I did it, I have to admit it wasn't half bad. Sure he wasn't reciprocating it but still... and god what am I saying? I barely even know the guy and I freaking kissed him. Even if I were to have feelings for him which I don't, how would I even know that he felt the same way.
I begin to close my eyes when my phone rings.
"Yeah?" I ask.
"Hello is this Annabel Stevens?" A man asks.
"Yes, may I ask who this is?" I respond with curiosity in my voice.
"This Anthony Hodgkin of Hodgkin Real estate. Don Flack had recommended you for the job opening we have." Wow, he called them that quickly.
"Oh yes." We talked for several minutes and before he hung up he told me to send him some pictures to his email that he gave me so he could make a decision on whether or not to hire me. Yes! This could be it, my big break. It's not long after that, that I get another phone call.
"Hello?" I ask, more chipper then I suspected.
"Well someone sounds happy." Stella muses. Wow, I did not expect her to call me.
"It's a long story, anyways what's up?" I sit up on my couch now.
"I was wondering if you wanted to half a late breakfast with me tomorrow." She asks me.
"I would love to." I respond.
"All right then, just me at the Department Detective Flack took you to at around 11:00 and we'll walk down the street to a great café that has the best eggs in the city." She tells me as I begin to get up from the couch.
"Sounds like a plan." I make my way to the Bedroom.
"All right, I'll see you then." When I hang up, I immediately climb into bed because with all that has happen, I am extremely tired. Hopefully tomorrow will be less interesting.
When I wake up the next morning, I look over at my clock and it says 10. Guess I should get dressed. I get up out of my and walk over to my closet where I put on a white sundress and I got a few weeks ago and a pair of brown sandals. I then quickly brush my hair and put on a little blush. I then grab my phone and a jean jacket to go over the dress then lock up my place.
After I get down the two flights of stairs and outside, i hail a cab and give him the address of the department. When he get's there, I pay him then get out and check the time on my phone. 10:55, perfect timing. I walk into the building and the same smell hits me as the first time I walked in here.
When I get to the area where all the other desks are, I spot Stella across the room as she does the same.
"I'll be ready in a minute I just have to tie up a few loose ends." She smiles before walking away. I go to lean against a desk when I hear a voice.
"Annabel?" Flack asks. I turn to see who's sitting at the desk and sure enough its Flack, back in a suit and tie.
"Ohh I didn't see you their detective." His facial expression changes when I say detective.
"Why are you acting different towards me?"
"I'm not acting different towards you, I don't know what you are talking about." Hopefully, If I play innocent, I can slide this past him.
"Like hell you are!" His voice is getting more angry. Guess innocence isn't going to work. "You reverted from my Flack to detective and you're trying to act innocent when you know damn well what happened last night." And I think I got him angry.
"I never had..." He stands up from his chair so he's towering over me. He lowers his voice when he speaks. "Bullcrap ok? I know you know that you kissed me last night, and you're trying to deny it happened. I wanna talk about this, now." Just as I open my mouth, Stella comes back out.
"You ready Annabel?" She asks.
"Yeah." I step away from Flack and walk towards Stella.
"Then let's go." Before I follow her outside, I look back at Flack and he's practically glaring at me. I then quickly follow Stella outside. As we take a left and start walking down the street, Stella begins to ask questions.
"What was going on between you and Flack?" She asks.
"Some had... happened yesterday and I... may or may have not overreacted at something and he wants an explanation." I try to be vague because hopefully being vague means she will get the hint I want her to leave it alone.
"Someone's being vague. Come on, girl to girl tell me what happened. I promise I won't tell." She finishes saying as she turns left into an outdoor café. We sit down at an outdoor table when a waiter comes to our table. We both order scrambled eggs and toast.
"Fine, I kissed Flack last night after we went out for drinks and after he told me he could get me a job, and I sort of been acting different towards him, and he wants to talk about why I did what I did." She widens her eyes ever so slightly. Our orders arrive and we go back to the conversation.
"Well, I'd want an explanation to, the least he deserves is an explanation why you did what he did."
"Yeah, but he was extremely angry. And he still probably is." I respond then start eating my eggs.
"Again, I would be too. Hell, you'd be lucky if I didn't shoot you with my gun."
"I don't know maybe for a minute I may need to just step away from him while I think about all of this.." We finish the rest of our meals in small talk and then when we're finished we part ways. I take a cab back to my place. After I climb the sets of stairs and stand outside my front door, I just get the feeling that somethings not right. I open the door cautiously and as I step in, I see that there was nobody in there. When I put my coat on the rack and turn around to shut the door, Flack is standing in the hall. I knew something felt weird!
"What the hell are you doing here?" I ask him as I walk inside.
"I said we were going to be talking about this and damn it were going to talk about it." He slightly pushes me inside then walks in himself. He then almost slams the door closed.
"Now tell me, why have you been treating me differently, as if didn't want what happened last night?" Just listen to Stella's advice.
"I did what I thought was best."
"And you thought kissing me, then walking inside and leaving me alone outside with no answers was best? I'd hate to see the worst idea. Wait in fact, I did experience the worst which was that." I'm silent after that statement. He sighs and I can tell some of the anger has lifted from him as he takes a few steps towards me.
"You don't know I felt last night after you left me there, with nothing. I thought for hours I did something wrong, that you regretted what you did. I felt horrible. I just want to know why." I bow my head slightly as I feel tears coming in my eyes. Why does he have to be so god damn sweet right now.
"Honestly Flack, I can't answer that. I wish I could." I raise my head to look into his blue eyes and a tear slips down my cheek. His face softens when he looks at me.
"That wasn't suppose to make you cry."
"Don't worry about it." I tell him as I raise my right hand to wipe my eyes, but he catches it before he reaches my eye.
"I'm going to worry about, ok? So I'm not dropping this." He drags me into him with my hand. Once my face is pressed against his shoulder, more tears escape my eyes. He wraps his arms around me to hold me against him.
"It's ok, everything's worked out. We're good. Everything's fine." He tries his best to calm me down, which works slightly. He pulls me away from me only to rest his forehead against.
"I want to give this us a shot, see what happens. Please don't run away from me this time." As he pulls away, I kiss him except this time, not even a second passes before he kisses me back.
I pull away this, slower. I look him dead in the eye as I say "I'm not running away this time."
For the first time since last night, he smiles.
"Good." And then he leans down slightly to seal our lips together.
Yes, I finally made Flack and Annabel, but the road is long ahead of us, and hopefully you guys are excited.