Loss and Longing

At eleven Stevie roused herself and sitting up, she said “I have to go.”

She gathered her clothes and pulled them on.

Grant got up too and pulled on some tracksuit pants. He didn’t bother with a top. Once she was dressed he walked her out to her car. She picked up her bag that was still sitting on the floor near the door on the way. “Sorry, I didn’t give you much chance to get inside did I?” he said with a chuckle.

“I’m not complaining” Stevie said as she reached up and kissed him.

He grinned.

 “You busy tomorrow night?” he asked.

“It’s Friday” she said and marvelled that it was only a week since they’d met. So much had happened. “I have to work until nine.

“Okay then, how about I pick you up afterwards and we go out for a drink.”

“That sounds nice.”

“Well I’d have said come back here again but we both know what happens when you do that” and with a grin he added, “I’d hate for you to think that’s the only reason I want to see you.”

Stevie laughed, “I don’t think that.”

“Good” he said “but a change of scenery amongst other people might be fun for a change.”

“I agree” she said and she reached up to hug him. As she did he whispered “we can always come back here afterwards.”

Stevie chuckled. “I was hoping you’d say that.”

Grant grinned and leaning down to give her a kiss he released her.

“Bye” she said.

“Drive safely.”

She smiled and got in her car.