with most any lady in his presence.
Or maybe he just had a charming demeanor towards everyone.
The head chef and boss mentioned it was odd that he always requested my dessert, but they always obliged a high-paying customer like Bradley.
Each time he came into the restaurant again, the rest of the night I would struggle to stop thinking about him.
My hands would shake endlessly and I couldn’t think straight.
I wanted no part of the marriage chase, but he had done something to me.
He had control over me.
Chapter 5
“What’s gotten into you lately, babe?” Jim asked as I climbed into his busted-up car after work.
I shrugged and he looked at me with his head cocked, as if waiting for a better answer.
I leaned over and kissed him on the cheek to distract him. It worked, and he turned his focus to his steering wheel. I cranked up the radio and sank back into the seat with my eyes closed.
It was nice to sit down for a bit after such a long day. My back and feet often ached from sweating in the kitchen all night.
We weren’t dating but we were close friends. I did ask Jim out on a date before but he said it wasn’t the right time for him. And that was fine with me.
Jim and I met on an online dating site a month ago when I had first come to L.A. He was my first real friend before I had met Anne and Brianna at my new job. He didn’t mind sitting in my apartment when it didn’t have any furniture in it and when I didn’t have cable television or snacks to offer him.
I didn’t have any money to go out, so we mostly stayed in and played cards.
Working so much meant that it was hard to get out and meet anyone nice, and my boss didn’t really encourage us to flirt with the patrons at the restaurant before Bradley, not even the single ones.
I was really no good at picking good guys, and Jim was no exception.
He bored me with his endless explanations of science fiction characters, as if he thought I would ever find any of that interesting. He had gone so far as to ask me to learn how to play some lame card game that he had collected in high school.
The worst part was his wandering eye, particularly for girls that barely looked of age.
The best thing I could say about Jim was that if we ever agreed to date, he probably wouldn’t cheat on me with my best friend like my last boyfriend had.
Jim was so average and shy that no girls had ever even noticed his advances, much less taken an interest in him.
“Can you just give me a ride home tonight?” I opened my eyes, reached over, and squeezed his hand for full effect.
The past few weeks, I had been going back to his place to hang out after work or he had been coming back to mine to keep me company.
My apartment was painfully lonely, and I was still struggling to get over my ex-boyfriend, Shawn.
Jim let out a loud sigh, but I knew he would never be pushy toward me. And being wimpy wasn’t that attractive either.
He turned the car around and headed back to my place at my request. I was glad that he didn’t protest too much at my need for being alone.
“Are you sure you don’t want me to come up?” he asked as we pulled up in front of my place.
He took off his seatbelt and turned to face me like he was going in for a kiss.
Immediately I moved to block his efforts. I shook my head, kissed his cheek, then opened the car door and stepped out onto the sidewalk.
“It’s okay... I will see you tomorrow after work.”
I watched him as he drove off, thinking he was probably disappointed.
I could tell that Jim liked me quite a lot, and that made me feel really bad.
This was one of the worst rebound boyfriends that I had ever had, and I was really starting to wonder why I was even bothering with him.
He was sapping what little energy I had left.
I climbed the three flights of stairs into my apartment. Walking in, I noticed one of the
Or maybe he just had a charming demeanor towards everyone.
The head chef and boss mentioned it was odd that he always requested my dessert, but they always obliged a high-paying customer like Bradley.
Each time he came into the restaurant again, the rest of the night I would struggle to stop thinking about him.
My hands would shake endlessly and I couldn’t think straight.
I wanted no part of the marriage chase, but he had done something to me.
He had control over me.
Chapter 5
“What’s gotten into you lately, babe?” Jim asked as I climbed into his busted-up car after work.
I shrugged and he looked at me with his head cocked, as if waiting for a better answer.
I leaned over and kissed him on the cheek to distract him. It worked, and he turned his focus to his steering wheel. I cranked up the radio and sank back into the seat with my eyes closed.
It was nice to sit down for a bit after such a long day. My back and feet often ached from sweating in the kitchen all night.
We weren’t dating but we were close friends. I did ask Jim out on a date before but he said it wasn’t the right time for him. And that was fine with me.
Jim and I met on an online dating site a month ago when I had first come to L.A. He was my first real friend before I had met Anne and Brianna at my new job. He didn’t mind sitting in my apartment when it didn’t have any furniture in it and when I didn’t have cable television or snacks to offer him.
I didn’t have any money to go out, so we mostly stayed in and played cards.
Working so much meant that it was hard to get out and meet anyone nice, and my boss didn’t really encourage us to flirt with the patrons at the restaurant before Bradley, not even the single ones.
I was really no good at picking good guys, and Jim was no exception.
He bored me with his endless explanations of science fiction characters, as if he thought I would ever find any of that interesting. He had gone so far as to ask me to learn how to play some lame card game that he had collected in high school.
The worst part was his wandering eye, particularly for girls that barely looked of age.
The best thing I could say about Jim was that if we ever agreed to date, he probably wouldn’t cheat on me with my best friend like my last boyfriend had.
Jim was so average and shy that no girls had ever even noticed his advances, much less taken an interest in him.
“Can you just give me a ride home tonight?” I opened my eyes, reached over, and squeezed his hand for full effect.
The past few weeks, I had been going back to his place to hang out after work or he had been coming back to mine to keep me company.
My apartment was painfully lonely, and I was still struggling to get over my ex-boyfriend, Shawn.
Jim let out a loud sigh, but I knew he would never be pushy toward me. And being wimpy wasn’t that attractive either.
He turned the car around and headed back to my place at my request. I was glad that he didn’t protest too much at my need for being alone.
“Are you sure you don’t want me to come up?” he asked as we pulled up in front of my place.
He took off his seatbelt and turned to face me like he was going in for a kiss.
Immediately I moved to block his efforts. I shook my head, kissed his cheek, then opened the car door and stepped out onto the sidewalk.
“It’s okay... I will see you tomorrow after work.”
I watched him as he drove off, thinking he was probably disappointed.
I could tell that Jim liked me quite a lot, and that made me feel really bad.
This was one of the worst rebound boyfriends that I had ever had, and I was really starting to wonder why I was even bothering with him.
He was sapping what little energy I had left.
I climbed the three flights of stairs into my apartment. Walking in, I noticed one of the
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