Going to Sam's point of view:
I felt confused as I watched Embry walk away. Yesterday he seemed angry or upset at me about something but today he seemed to want to be my friend. It was all very strange. I sighed as I headed into the living room to tell the boys good night. I walked up the stairs to my room and grabbed one of my books and read before going to bed. The next morning I went to work wondering how things would work out with Embry today.
I frowned as I walked into the shop and I wondered why his reaction to me was on my mind so much. The work day started and luckily it went by quickly but I never saw Embry once, something that, much to my surprise, made me feel a little disappointed. I started to enjoy my job and I felt as though I became part of the group of guys that I worked with. After the shop closed I went home and started on dinner feeling nervous knowing that I would, hopefully, get to see Embry at dinner tonight.
"Hey Sam I'm going out," I heard Jeremy say behind me.
"What?" I asked turning to face him.
"I have a date tonight," he said, "Were you expecting to cook for me?"
"Yes but I think some of the guys mentioned coming over tonight so it won't be just me," I told him.
"Good," he said glancing at the clock, "I had better get going."
"Good luck," I said.
"Thanks," Jeremy said smiling at me before leaving.
I turned around to the stove biting my lip. I focused on my cooking dreading the evening. What if Embry did show up, just Embry by himself? I thought about the evening before when he had helped me do the dishes. There was some kind of…something there in his eyes. I wasn't sure what to call it but whatever it was it made me excited and scared at the same time.
At that same moment I heard a knock on the door and I took a deep breath hoping that he brought some of the other guys with him. I opened the door to find Embry standing there alone. He smiled at me and my eyes ran over his face taking in his clean appearance. It was obvious that he had showered and changed cloths before coming over.
"Hi," he said.
"Hey come in," I said moving aside.
He followed me into the kitchen where he leaned against the counter while I finished up cooking while we made small talk.
"Do you want me to go get Jeremy?" Embry asked.
"He went out tonight," I said.
"Oh," Embry said quietly.
"Put this on the table will you?" I asked handing him a dish.
"Sure," he said.
I sighed and felt as if this was something more than just a dinner with a coworker. We set the table and started eating dinner. At first I thought things we be awkward eating with a man I hardly knew but I found that eating dinner with Embry was as normal as sitting with my parents or brother. We started talking about many things and ranging different topics.
Before we knew it hours had gone by and Jeremy came home. His eyebrows rose as he took in the two of us having dinner together.
"Have you two been talking the whole time," Jeremy asked.
"Yes," Embry said looking warily at my brother.
"It's nearly ten," he said.
"I had better start doing dishes," I said quickly rising to get away from the situation.
I realized that what it must look like to Jeremy. It seemed like, somehow, we were on some sort of date. The thought freaked me out. I was happy being single and when I was ready for a relationship I hoped it would be with someone who I considered a good friend not with someone who I didn't know very well.
"So what is going on between you and my sister," I heard Jeremy ask.
"Nothing," I heard Embry say quickly, "Just becoming friends with her."
"That had better be all," my brother's low voice said.
"If it turns into more it will be up to her," Embry said.
What does that mean I thought?
Embry came into the kitchen carrying several dishes with a worried look on his face and I busied myself with filling the sink with water.
"Do you want my help?" he asked me.
When I looked back up at him he had a look in his eye that scared me. I started to panic; this is why I didn't get close to anyone except family member so I wouldn't get hurt.
"It's late you had better go now," I said.
"Oh," he said a pained look came across his face, "Alright, goodnight."
"Goodnight," I called after him.
I turned to the sink feeling sad and lonely now that he was gone. He's only someone I work with and is being friendly to me I thought there is nothing more to it. After finishing the dishes I went to bed and falling asleep quickly. The next morning I groaned not looking forward to seeing Embry. It was strange that just yesterday I wanted to see him but now I was afraid of what would happen if I did see him.
Throughout the day I spent my time avoiding Embry which turned out to not be as difficult as I thought it would be. At first he seemed to try and engage me in conversation but I quickly found things to do around the office to avoid conversation. Something I didn't expect, though, happened at the end of the day.
A woman around the same age as me walked into the shop. She wore a tight shirt, a short skirt, and high heels. She also happened to be extremely good looking.
"Is Embry here today?" she asked me.
"Yes," I said.
"Can you go get him for me," she asked.
"Sure," I said.
I walked into the back to find Embry bending over a car while his white tee-shirt stretched over his broad shoulders.
"Embry someone is here to see you," I told him.
"Alright," he said to me while not taking his eyes off of the car, "I'll be up there in a minute."
I walked back to where the woman was waiting with her arms folded across her chest.
"He'll be here in a moment," I told her, "he is just finishing up something."
She didn't say anything but nodded at what I had told her. A moment later Embry came into the room while wiping his hands on a rag. He stopped short when he saw the woman.
"What are you doing here?" he asked.
"I wanted to see why you weren't calling me or answering my texts," she said.
"I…um I've been busy?" he said.
"Sure you have," the girl said narrowing her eyes, "we were supposed to go out last night."
"Something came up," he said glancing at me.
"Like what," she asked.
"I was out with a friend," he said.
"A likely story," the girl said.
"It's true," he said.
"Well if you can't make time to let me know what you are doing," she said, "I guess its over."
Embry stared at her as if he was unsure what to say.
"Aren't you going to say something?" she asked.
"What do you want me to say Brittany," he asked.
"The truth," Brittany said.
"Maybe I'm not into you anymore," he said honestly.
"And you couldn't have at least told me before instead of letting me wait by the phone," she asked.
"I'm sorry," he said sounding exasperated.
"Did you meet someone else," she asked.
"Maybe," he said for some reason glancing at me.
"I see," she said, "I guess I'll see you around."
With that she left the shop slamming the door behind her.
"Women," he said shaking his head.
He awkwardly looked at me before heading into the shop. Well that was interesting I thought. That night Jeremy invited me to go out with the guys since it was Friday. We ended up going to a small local restaurant. Somehow I ended up sitting next to Embry. I sighed; it was going to be a long night. I sat back and watched the others talk and eat (seemed like they ate half of the restaurant) and again only answered Embry's questions in short sentences trying to bring his attention off of me.
After dinner I elected to go home instead of to go with the guys to a bar across the street.
"Are you sure you don't want a ride," Jeremy asked, "It's pretty late."
"I'm fine," I told him, "It's not dark yet and I don't mind walking."
"I'll walk her home," Embry volunteered causing me to groan inwardly.
"Sounds good to me," Jeremy said.
We started walking glad that our house wasn't far away. I didn't look at Embry once until we got to my place and we ended up walking in silence.
"Sam," he asked just as I reached the door.
"Yes," I turned looking at the door.
"Did I make you mad," he asked.
"No," I said.
"Then why…why aren't you talking to me as much. It seemed like you've been avoiding me all day."
"I heard what you said to my brother last night after dinner," I said deciding to be honest.
"Oh," he said, "I hope being friends with you isn't a problem."
"It's not," I said.
"That what's wrong," he asked his dark eyes boring into mine.
"I've never connected to someone so quickly," I said, "I'm really close to my family and I've never had a close friendship with someone outside of the family before, it just sort of freaked me out."
"I guess I can understand that," he said nodding, "I'd like to be your friend. I haven't ever connected this quickly to someone else either. I feel like I'm closer to you than anyone else including my brothers."
I looked at him unsure what to say by his honesty.
"Can we try and be friends?" he asked.
"I can try," I said, "Just don't be surprised when I get freaked out again."
"I can handle that," he said looking at me.
"I had better get going," I said.
"Oh right," he said hesitating.
"Aren't you going to go with the boys," I asked.
"I was hoping we could hang out some more…unless you think that would be too much," he said.
"I think I'd like that," I said surprising myself.
This boy is making me feel so many different things over this past week it's making me crazy I thought as we went into the house. He also confused me greatly. One moment I was scared to be around him the next moment I didn't want to be away from him. I guess stranger things had happened.
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