28 October 2012
She sat mindlessly pushing the tea bag around the oversized paper cup. It didn't matter how good the tea was, those horrible UHT milk cartons made it all taste terrible. Eventually she fished out the tea bag and stirred in the excuse for milk with the wooden stick. 'Whatever happened to the humble plastic spoon' she mused, poking the teabag.
She looked up and caught sight of him. 'Oh my God' she whispered under her breath. 'Oh my fucking god'. It was him. He looked exhausted. He was unaware of her eyes which were now fixed on his handsome face. This was unbelievable. She never thought she would see him again and here he was, not five yards away from her. Before she even realised it she was on her feet and walking towards him. Her brain finally caught up. 'Shit, shit, shit. What are you doing? He won't even recognise you'. They'd only met briefly at a conference but she hadn't been able to get him out of her head and here he was. She had to take the opportunity. Fortune favours the brave and all that rubbish.
She pulled out the chair opposite him and he looked up with bleary eyes. They widened instantly when he saw her and he jumped out of his seat. Her heart was racing. She looked at him, smiled and said 'Hi, it's nice to see you again'. What she really meant was 'I love you'. 'Hi' he breathed not taking his eyes off her. 'Please, join me' and he gestured to the seat that she had already commandeered. 'Thanks' she said, suddenly feeling very shy and slightly embarrassed.
She placed her cup on the table and sat down. He waited until she was seated then followed suit. They looked at each other. The tension was unbearable. Eventually she spoke. 'How was the conference?'
He took in a deep and shaky breath and breathed it out as a long hard sigh.
He looked down at the table and to her complete surprise he grabbed her hand and pulled it to his mouth. He closed his eyes tightly and softly kissed her fingers.
Worlds Apart Pt V • Opuss № I