Note: please don't kill me, next story is started-
Excerpt:
Stepping into the hall Natalie looked concerned all over again, "are you sure nothing's wrong you look like you're going to be sick."
"Oh, yeah, it's just...they were all staring..." John looked over his shoulder to the room where everyone had resumed their work.
"Well it's not very often the boss comes blowing into the room like that," she smiled.
"Yeah right...uh, hey listen…uhm" John started and rubbed the back of his neck like he did when he was nervous.
"You keep saying that nothing is wrong John but, the way your acting is really making me wonder what is going on," Natalie looked up at him with narrowed eyes.
"Nothing's wrong really, I just...don't know where to start,"
"The beginning,"
"The beginning, right," he said taking a deep breath, he braced his palm on the wall behind her and leaning in close he said, "ok here's the thing. Do you want to go out with me?"
Natalie shock her head once, trying to make sense of what he said, it didn't work. "What?" She asked.
"Will you...go out with me?"
"Like on a...date?" she asked confused.
"Not like a date. A date," he said with more confidence.