Cold Feet

Chapter 16

RICK

I leave the office at seven. It’s Friday evening. It seems that I’m not the only one who worked later than usual. I ride the elevator to the ground floor with one of the most beautiful women I have ever seen. I am surprised I have never seen her in the building before. I would have noticed her for sure.

Me and every other hot-blooded male in the building, I tell myself.

She’s a killer. Her perfume takes over the elevator like a humidifier working overtime. It’s a nice perfume and I inhale deeply without making it obvious.

I can’t let her go without at least trying my luck. “Excuse me. Do you work in the building?”

She looks at me, her gaze assessing me and then, deciding she likes what she sees, gives me a smile. Her smile exudes confidence and, when combined with her power perfume and killer outfit, I lose the ability to think and act rationally. She’s out of your league, my subconscious tells me. It’s no use. The negative self-speak of my subconscious in this regard is swept away

“Oh no,” she shakes her head. “I just had an appointment with a client.”

I nod. “That explains it. I was sure I hadn’t seen you in the building before.”

“And that would matter why?” she asks curiously.

“Well, I am sure I have noticed a woman as indescribably beautiful as you.”

She blushes. It’s clearly not the answer she expected. “Thank you,” she says hesitantly.

“I hate to be so forward but could I perhaps ask you if we could have a drink before you head off where you’re going?”

“Um…” she hesitates and I think she is trying to think of a way to decline taking up my offer.

I speak quickly, capitalizing on her hesitation. “There’s a bar around the corner from the building. They serve coffee and drinks. I’ll buy. Just one and then you can leave if you want.”

She blushes and then seems to decide that to decline would be rude.

“Okay,” she says.

I smile and offer my hand.

she says as she tucks her long blond

I find us a table and head off to the bar to order our drinks after

short while later with

don’t normally have

don’t normally ask woman in the elevator to join me for

laughs and the ice is broken.

it

“I’m a wedding planner.”

pool of wedding planners for

she smiles. “You seem

planner at a wedding the other day. We had a long chat. I can’t believe

is telling you something,” she smiles as she sips

“Such as?”

you’re going to find the woman of your dreams and get

I have no interested ladies on the horizon that I know of. If I were to get married soon it would

and manages to swallow her drink before she bursts out laughing. “You are funny,”

amuses you?”

as she places her glass on the counter, “You certainly won’t have any ladies beating a path to

not sure I understand,”

complete stranger I met in the lift tells you that I am an interested lady. However, I do suggest that while being in court may require you to be direct, I don’t think you should adopt that same attitude outside the courtroom. The mention of a

right.” Recovering quickly, I add, “Does that mean

many passions Rick. Which one do you think you might have

“Hopefully none at all.”

continues, “You’re in luck.

good to know,” I say heaving a silent sigh

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