Meet Cute


It’s ironic I happened to be writing the “How to Keep A Lover” article (last issue) when we met. I was in the zone, tapping my laptop keys not nearly as fast as my mind was racing, when I heard someone enter the office. Muffled voices in the front room were nothing new. People come by all the time. But my ears tuned in when I heard footsteps coming down the hall.


Before I knew it, a male’s voice emerged from behind. “Are you Elizabeth?” I turn around to find a handsome man (read: hot as hell) standing in my office doorway. I feel my eyes widen for second as I stand up to greet him. “Why, yes. I’m Elizabeth.” Hell yes, I am Elizabeth. I’m whoever you want me to be! His name is Jason and he came by to see his friend/my co-worker who he has known since pre-school days. How adorable. But since his friend/my co-worker was running an errand, he was wasting a little time until his return. Waste all the time you want. Is that door frame you’re leaning on comfortable?


I tried to pay attention to our conversation, but honestly I was too busy enjoying the vision in front of me to make sense of every word that was coming out of his mouth. After a nice chat (how much can you really talk about in a quiet office?), he leaves to wait outside. Wow. What a sweet surprise that was. I tried to get my focus back on the article, but all I could think was finding a way for us to connect again. I couldn’t let it go that easily. But he had left, and I wasn’t going to run after him. I had a deadline, after all. Guess it wasn’t meant to be.

Five minutes later, my co-worker comes back to the office to say he’s leaving for the rest of the day to hang with Jason, who he hadn’t seen in years. “Okay. Well, have fun with your supercute friend!” I say. “You should ask him out. He would totally say yes,” he said. “But he’s leaving tomorrow, so…” He turns and makes his way to leave. “Well, thanks for the vote of confidence anyway!,” I yell after him.

Okay, where was I… I make final edits to the Lover article and pack up, doing my best to let go of the missed opportunity in the process. As I leave the office, I take one last look around outside and I get in my car. He’s gone. Oh, well. I buckle up, start the engine, and put my car in drive. As I pull out of the parking lot, I see two figures walking my way. It’s him! It’s him! I roll my window down to say one last goodbye:

Me: “Hi, again! It was so nice to meet you.”

Him: “It was great to meet you, too.”

“I hear you’re leaving tomorrow?”

“No, actually I’ll be here for several more days.”


“Really? So, would you like to go to lunch sometime before you leave?”


“Great! I’ll get your number and give you a shout.”

“Sounds perfect.”

“Alright then. Talk to you soon.”

I give my best casual-but-flirty wave and turn onto the road home. I was pretty proud of how smooth I was, asking him out. But been given the “green light,” I admit, helped a lot. It couldn’t have turned out any better. I was going to have lunch with this hot dude who seemed super-genuine and sweet. Better yet, he’d be on his way back home in a few days. No pressure.

Little did I know, it wasn’t going to be that easy…


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