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wind was playing with his hair that seemed as untamed as mine except mine was in a pony tail.
    “Oh no,” I said, looking up at the apartment complex, “I just brought a batch of brownies to Mr. Brunetti,” I said shrugging.
    “Keeping the business in mind,” he said with a smile, and nodded with inner exhilaration to know that he had been paying attention the other night at the bar where I talked about my dream of opening a bakery where I could bake everything in display.
    We had talked so much about us but we never got to the part of where we lived or if we would see each other again. We had said goodbye that night when Alexa came for me to the table where we were and announced that we were leaving on Connor’s car because Connor was going home with a blonde he’d met. Don’t leave. He’d beg but the look on Alexa’s face told me that if I didn’t go with her she’d kill me, so I got up and said bye. Stay, he said putting his arm around my waist, placing firmly his hand on my hip. I smiled and shook my head, I simply couldn’t .
    “Do you live here?” I asked.
    “No, I was lost, actually,” he looked at me, “and then I saw you walking down the stairs and stopped the car to say hi.” I looked past him and indeed there was an SUV parked almost mid-street.
    “Hi,” I said and he laughed.
    “Do you know where the YMCA is?” he motioned towards the car, “My mother had like a thousand spare kids’ toys and stuff to give away and she asked me to take them there.”
    “Not too far actually,” I walked closer to him to give directions, “just go straight from here. It won’t be long until you find the sign.
    “You smell like strawberries,” he said looking down at me.
    “Body wash,” I said taking a step back, afraid of whatever I felt running through my veins.
    “I like it,” he said, all serious but then a wide smile appeared, “anyway, I’ll see you around, Marion,” he said walking towards his car and waving goodbye. I saw the car leaving and I was left on the sidewalk trying not to slip on my own drool. What was about this guy that made me feel so alive and… hot inside? It was so new that I didn’t have a name for it.
    Later that day I was at lunch break from my job at the bakery when I heard, “I believe destiny is trying to tell us something.” I looked up and there he was again.
    “Hi” I said trying not to spit out my French fries, “Uh, want to sit?” I asked and he nodded taking a seat in front of me. I smiled because he was grinning and then I laughed, and he laughed after that, and we were both laughing hard at nothing at all.
    “I think we should listen to destiny” he said.
    “I’m sorry but I have no idea what destiny is trying to say,” I looked at him straight in the eye. I felt more and more comfortable around him.
    “That we should hang out more,” he said taking a fry from my basket.
    “Well, we should definitely pay attention then,” I nodded and he laughed. We had this kind of weird communication that consisted in smiles and laughs that always made me feel that we were the only couple in the world capable of inventing a new language; it made me feel that we were going to be smiling forever.
     
    “I’ll see you around then,” Jackson said as we got to the bakery after walking back from the wings bar. I stood at the door.
    “Sure, come by whenever you feel like it,” I said trying to lean on something in case my legs gave in.
    “I will. I wouldn’t miss your broccoli and cheese muffins for the world” he laughed immediately, one of our laughs. I laughed “ Yes, that sounded wrong,” he said shaking his head and giving one last wave. I saw him leave and went into the bakery but immediately ran to the kitchen where I leaned against a wall and lowered myself until I was seated on the floor and cried. Cried for everything that never was and for everything that will never be. I cried because I was stupid enough to go near him knowing that there’s