not as far gone as you were over Mark."
"Yes you are."
"What makes you say that?" Leedy asked.
"I can just tell," Brittany said. "Because I remember how
I was. I was excited and happy, but at the same time, anxious. I couldn't wait to see him again, but I didn't want to
be appear to be overly interested either. I had trouble concentrating at work and I sometimes forgot to eat. I found
Mark creeping into my thoughts all the time, especially at
night when I was lying in bed."
Leedy was speechless. Brittany did know exactly what
she was going through.
"At least, that's the way it was for me," Brittany added.
"At first, I tried to run away from my feelings for Markjust like you are trying to run away from your feelings for
Terry. I pretended I didn't really care about him, except I
couldn't get him out of my head. Whenever I saw him, my
heart pounded and I turned into a quivering blob of pudding. But in a good way. It feels good to fall for someone.
You'll see."
"If you say so," Leedy said, trying to sound indifferent.
"And you're cute when you get all squishy."
Brittany shook her finger at Leedy. "Fine," she grumbled. "Don't believe me. You'll just have to see for yourself. Just promise me one thing."
"What's that?"
"Promise me that you will enjoy it, Leedy. It's going to
be a wonderful ride."
"Oh, mush!" Leedy said, rolling her eyes. "Aren't you
getting a little carried away, Brit?"
"No," Brittany said. "I'm not the one getting carried
away. I've already been carried away. Now it's your turn."
Leedy wrinkled her nose at her, but she liked the sound
of that phrase-your turn. "Oh, stop."
"No! You have a major thing for this good-looking, intelligent, charming, considerate ... oh, and did I mention
he has a nice butt ... banker."
"You forgot to mention his butt," Leedy said. "Not that
I've noticed ..."
"Yeah, right!"
"Come on, Brit," Leedy said. "Terry hardly knows me.
I just met him a few weeks ago."
"That doesn't matter."
"You're adorable. But you have wedding bells on the
brain. And the banker isn't romantically interested in me.
Besides, he's my class instructor and my former loan
officer."
"So what?" Brittany said. "When two people are attracted to each other, they find a way to make it work.
Besides, a little bit of romance is nice too."
"I don't have time for romance."
"You don't mean that," Brittany argued. "You haven't
had a date in too long! And it's been almost a year since
you and Brian broke up."
The sound of Brian's name brought Leedy back to
reality, and her stomach dropped at the thought of her ex-
boyfriend. "Thanks for reminding me, Brit," she groaned.
"But between my job here at Mr. Hobo's, the night class,
and trying to open my own restaurant, I'm so busy. Maybe
after my career is more on track, I would like to see more
of Terry, but ..."
"We'll see," Brittany said, her eyes twinkling. "But,
don't mind me, I have wedding bells on my brain."
"Yes, you do," Leedy said. "But we better get back to
work." She fake punched Brittany's shoulder and then went
to the back of the kitchen and began to prepare some rolls for
the dinner crowd. She spent the next hour working through
her thoughts as she kneaded the soft, buttery dough.
"I'm sorry," Brittany said, standing next to the long
stainless steel table where Leedy was elbow-deep in her
work.
"For what?"
"I shouldn't meddle in your business."
"You weren't meddling."
"It's none of my business," she said. "And you're my
boss ... but you're my friend too." Brittany gave her a hug
and Leedy returned it.
"Forget about it, Brit," Leedy said. "You can say anything to me."
"Thanks, buddy," Brittany said and she started to head
out the door. She stopped, snapped her fingers and said,
"Yikes! I almost forgot. I came back here to tell you that
there's a lady in the dining room asking for you."
"Who is she?"
"I don't know, but I don't think she's a customer. I asked
her if I could help her, but she said
"Yes you are."
"What makes you say that?" Leedy asked.
"I can just tell," Brittany said. "Because I remember how
I was. I was excited and happy, but at the same time, anxious. I couldn't wait to see him again, but I didn't want to
be appear to be overly interested either. I had trouble concentrating at work and I sometimes forgot to eat. I found
Mark creeping into my thoughts all the time, especially at
night when I was lying in bed."
Leedy was speechless. Brittany did know exactly what
she was going through.
"At least, that's the way it was for me," Brittany added.
"At first, I tried to run away from my feelings for Markjust like you are trying to run away from your feelings for
Terry. I pretended I didn't really care about him, except I
couldn't get him out of my head. Whenever I saw him, my
heart pounded and I turned into a quivering blob of pudding. But in a good way. It feels good to fall for someone.
You'll see."
"If you say so," Leedy said, trying to sound indifferent.
"And you're cute when you get all squishy."
Brittany shook her finger at Leedy. "Fine," she grumbled. "Don't believe me. You'll just have to see for yourself. Just promise me one thing."
"What's that?"
"Promise me that you will enjoy it, Leedy. It's going to
be a wonderful ride."
"Oh, mush!" Leedy said, rolling her eyes. "Aren't you
getting a little carried away, Brit?"
"No," Brittany said. "I'm not the one getting carried
away. I've already been carried away. Now it's your turn."
Leedy wrinkled her nose at her, but she liked the sound
of that phrase-your turn. "Oh, stop."
"No! You have a major thing for this good-looking, intelligent, charming, considerate ... oh, and did I mention
he has a nice butt ... banker."
"You forgot to mention his butt," Leedy said. "Not that
I've noticed ..."
"Yeah, right!"
"Come on, Brit," Leedy said. "Terry hardly knows me.
I just met him a few weeks ago."
"That doesn't matter."
"You're adorable. But you have wedding bells on the
brain. And the banker isn't romantically interested in me.
Besides, he's my class instructor and my former loan
officer."
"So what?" Brittany said. "When two people are attracted to each other, they find a way to make it work.
Besides, a little bit of romance is nice too."
"I don't have time for romance."
"You don't mean that," Brittany argued. "You haven't
had a date in too long! And it's been almost a year since
you and Brian broke up."
The sound of Brian's name brought Leedy back to
reality, and her stomach dropped at the thought of her ex-
boyfriend. "Thanks for reminding me, Brit," she groaned.
"But between my job here at Mr. Hobo's, the night class,
and trying to open my own restaurant, I'm so busy. Maybe
after my career is more on track, I would like to see more
of Terry, but ..."
"We'll see," Brittany said, her eyes twinkling. "But,
don't mind me, I have wedding bells on my brain."
"Yes, you do," Leedy said. "But we better get back to
work." She fake punched Brittany's shoulder and then went
to the back of the kitchen and began to prepare some rolls for
the dinner crowd. She spent the next hour working through
her thoughts as she kneaded the soft, buttery dough.
"I'm sorry," Brittany said, standing next to the long
stainless steel table where Leedy was elbow-deep in her
work.
"For what?"
"I shouldn't meddle in your business."
"You weren't meddling."
"It's none of my business," she said. "And you're my
boss ... but you're my friend too." Brittany gave her a hug
and Leedy returned it.
"Forget about it, Brit," Leedy said. "You can say anything to me."
"Thanks, buddy," Brittany said and she started to head
out the door. She stopped, snapped her fingers and said,
"Yikes! I almost forgot. I came back here to tell you that
there's a lady in the dining room asking for you."
"Who is she?"
"I don't know, but I don't think she's a customer. I asked
her if I could help her, but she said
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