Mark was hanging out in his hotel room; he couldn't help but wonder if Kat had received the roses. God I hope she likes them! His thoughts were interrupted when his cell phone rang. He rarely gave the number out, so he assumed it was one of the guys, "I told you guys, I don't feel like going out tonight!" He answered gruffly. They sometimes didn't take no for an answer. There was a brief pause on the other end of the line, then a chuckle, definitely a female's voice.
"That's too bad, I was hoping you might be available to take another punch for me; but if you're not going out, I guess I'll just have to find another guy who doesn't listen to simple instructions." Kat laughed again. She smiled when she was greeted with his laughter on the other end. "I got the flowers; they were beautiful, thank you. Oh...and I'm sorry I berated you, I guess you were just trying to help. I did have it under control though." Another round of laughter.
"That apology just about killed you didn't it? As for taking another punch, I'd have to insist on at least dinner before I'd agree to do that again. I'm glad you liked the roses. Hey! How did you get this phone number?" Just realizing that he had not given her or the bartender his cell number, she laughed at him again, and he didn't mind at all.
"I have my ways. I'd ask you how you knew where to send the flowers, but I have a pretty good idea and he'll get a beating later. So it's Mark, right? I'm Kat, but I guess from the card you knew that already, no doubt thanks to the same person. Do you usually send flowers to women you haven't even officially met?" Kat found it surprisingly easy to talk to Mark, not to mention she was having fun teasing him.
Mark lay on his bed holding his cell phone enjoying the back and forth with Kat. It was the first time in months that he remembered having such a big smile on his face and laughing with someone else. "Honestly…no, but there was something in the way you ducked that punch and then yelled at me in front of all my friends. You're a hard one to forget!" Mark chuckled "Where did a pretty lil thing like you learn to fight like that?"
"Wow! Does that accent help you pick up women? Cause I imagine that there's probably some young, dim-witted, blond who would just adore to be called 'pretty lil thing'. Kat laughed while getting ready for work. "Truthfully, I use to be a bouncer at the club, before I started DJ'ing, so that's how I learned to handle myself and since none of our current bouncers could manage to do their jobs, I took it upon myself." Kat let out a frustrated groan.
"I don't normally try to pick up women darlin' but I bet the accent would do it…you're talking to me aren't you? I hate dim-witted blonds and you still haven't said anything yet about my offer?" Mark grinned knowing that during the course of their conversation she had probably not even picked up on the offer he made. He waited as she came back with another sarcastic remark.
"Wait…what offer did you supposedly make me?" Kat asked after processing the comment he had made. She could picture him as he chuckled over the phone. He was enjoying himself and oddly, that made her enjoy it too.
"I asked you to dinner. Well, I actually said that if I was going to take another punch for you, the least you could do is go to dinner with me. So Kat, what do you think? Would you have dinner with me, say tomorrow night?" Mark listened to the silence on the other end of the phone and started kicking himself. How could I be so stupid? She barely knows you; of course she's going to say no! Well great! Now you've screwed up with another woman.
"Uhhh…well…. I don't know Mark. I don't really go on dates; it's been a really long time. "Kat thought about her last disastrous attempt at dating a guy. He had turned out to be a control freak and it hadn't ended well. Since then, she had stuck to one night stands. Maybe this time would be different, he did send her flowers, and no one had ever done that for her before. "You know what, why the hell not. I'll get tomorrow off and we can go out; I'm game to give it a go."