hadn’t heard from Seth yet, but I planned to contact him on my break. Abby was here, but she kept to herself. I really didn’t want this to affect our friendship because she was my best friend here. I didn’t want to act coy with her, either. She knows how I am, though.
Abby whizzed by me to the kitchen to place an order. I walked over to the computer she was standing at and leaned my arm on the wall above it.
“Abby, I don’t want this to affect our friendship. I didn’t ask anybody to get involved. I wish for this to be just between Dustin and me. If I decide to talk to him again.” I surrendered the awkwardness.
“Riley, it isn’t bothering our friendship. It is just somewhat difficult when it’s my boyfriend’s best friend.” Abby kept looking directly at the screen, never making eye contact.
“It is, because you can’t even look at me and talk to me.” I stared at her, and Abby looked up.
“I’m busy, I’m working. If you want to talk, you know where I live. This is not the place, Riley.”
I knew she was right. I just didn’t want her to get in the middle of it. This was between Dustin and me. We have to decide what would be best for our relationship. I walked away from Abby to check on one of my tables. Somehow, some way, I needed to stay perky for my customers to get through this day. I needed all the tips I could get.
The clock struck three, and the last of the afternoon rush shooed out the door. Finally, I can take my break. I let the cook know I was going on break, and that I’d be back in a half hour. I hurried to the door and headed outside for some fresh air. I walked close to the pier and sat on a bench overlooking the ocean. I decided to call Seth.
“Hello?” He answered.
“Hey, Seth, how’s the drive going?”
“It’s going honey, how are you?” I could hear the wind seeping in through his car window causing a loud whistle noise through the phone.
“We’ll talk more once you get here. How much further do you have to drive?”
“Just about five more hours, kiddo.” Seth sighed into the phone.
“I know it’s a long drive. Call me once you’re in the state. I’m on break at work right now, and I get off at five.”
“Ok, baby girl. I’ll see you around eight.”
“Bye!” I hung up the phone.
I decided to walk as I grabbed a smoke out of my cigarette pack. I needed one. I headed down the walkway until I noticed a Mustang pull into Eddie’s. Shit, you’ve got to be kidding me! I quickly hid, leaning into a small tree and sliding my sunglasses over my face. I saw Dustin walk into Eddie’s. He must have just gotten off work because he’s wearing khaki pants and a black button up shirt tucked in. His hair is wind tossed from the window being open in the Mustang. Speaking of the Mustang, it looks fixed. He’s probably going to talk to Abby, and she’s probably going to tell him I’m on break. I really hope he doesn’t come out here looking for me. Before I could have thought any more scenarios up in my head, he walked out of Eddie’s, got in his car, and took off.
I breathed a sigh of relief. I received a text message as I started to head back into the pub.
Dustin: ‘I’m sorry sweetheart. I’ll make it up to you. Please forgive me. I miss you. I want to see you…’
I can’t lie I slightly missed him, too. I missed his touch; I missed how he always managed to make me feel good around him. I missed feeling whole. I haven’t felt that way since Mark. Dustin started to make me feel that way, and as soon as he did one thing to mess with my head, I panicked. I wasn’t looking for anybody to love, and Dustin just kind of fell into the boat and kept it rocking. I had given up men, especially ones like Mark. Dustin came along though, and my idea of being hopeless had started to fade.
I walked back into Eddie’s, put my apron back on, and busied myself with work and busted my ass off for the early dinner crowd. Time, in return, flew by because of it. Thankfully, it was
Abby whizzed by me to the kitchen to place an order. I walked over to the computer she was standing at and leaned my arm on the wall above it.
“Abby, I don’t want this to affect our friendship. I didn’t ask anybody to get involved. I wish for this to be just between Dustin and me. If I decide to talk to him again.” I surrendered the awkwardness.
“Riley, it isn’t bothering our friendship. It is just somewhat difficult when it’s my boyfriend’s best friend.” Abby kept looking directly at the screen, never making eye contact.
“It is, because you can’t even look at me and talk to me.” I stared at her, and Abby looked up.
“I’m busy, I’m working. If you want to talk, you know where I live. This is not the place, Riley.”
I knew she was right. I just didn’t want her to get in the middle of it. This was between Dustin and me. We have to decide what would be best for our relationship. I walked away from Abby to check on one of my tables. Somehow, some way, I needed to stay perky for my customers to get through this day. I needed all the tips I could get.
The clock struck three, and the last of the afternoon rush shooed out the door. Finally, I can take my break. I let the cook know I was going on break, and that I’d be back in a half hour. I hurried to the door and headed outside for some fresh air. I walked close to the pier and sat on a bench overlooking the ocean. I decided to call Seth.
“Hello?” He answered.
“Hey, Seth, how’s the drive going?”
“It’s going honey, how are you?” I could hear the wind seeping in through his car window causing a loud whistle noise through the phone.
“We’ll talk more once you get here. How much further do you have to drive?”
“Just about five more hours, kiddo.” Seth sighed into the phone.
“I know it’s a long drive. Call me once you’re in the state. I’m on break at work right now, and I get off at five.”
“Ok, baby girl. I’ll see you around eight.”
“Bye!” I hung up the phone.
I decided to walk as I grabbed a smoke out of my cigarette pack. I needed one. I headed down the walkway until I noticed a Mustang pull into Eddie’s. Shit, you’ve got to be kidding me! I quickly hid, leaning into a small tree and sliding my sunglasses over my face. I saw Dustin walk into Eddie’s. He must have just gotten off work because he’s wearing khaki pants and a black button up shirt tucked in. His hair is wind tossed from the window being open in the Mustang. Speaking of the Mustang, it looks fixed. He’s probably going to talk to Abby, and she’s probably going to tell him I’m on break. I really hope he doesn’t come out here looking for me. Before I could have thought any more scenarios up in my head, he walked out of Eddie’s, got in his car, and took off.
I breathed a sigh of relief. I received a text message as I started to head back into the pub.
Dustin: ‘I’m sorry sweetheart. I’ll make it up to you. Please forgive me. I miss you. I want to see you…’
I can’t lie I slightly missed him, too. I missed his touch; I missed how he always managed to make me feel good around him. I missed feeling whole. I haven’t felt that way since Mark. Dustin started to make me feel that way, and as soon as he did one thing to mess with my head, I panicked. I wasn’t looking for anybody to love, and Dustin just kind of fell into the boat and kept it rocking. I had given up men, especially ones like Mark. Dustin came along though, and my idea of being hopeless had started to fade.
I walked back into Eddie’s, put my apron back on, and busied myself with work and busted my ass off for the early dinner crowd. Time, in return, flew by because of it. Thankfully, it was
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