Perry made sure she went inside before he retreated his steps. He needed to clear his mind off tonight.
He got to forget whatever that happened today. She was just having fun and she saw him only as an acquaintance.
But she was all over his mind. She lingered every where. How was it that he has never wanted any woman with the exception of his family: his sisters and mom.
Or because he grew up in the mist of only women. He went to high school, yeah, he quite remember. He had friends, both male and female. Yet still he never dotted on any of them.
University had the same way. How did his grandpa and sisters bring him up?
All his friends began dating in high school and through to Uni. How come he never wanted one?
Was he a human at all?
He allowed himself all these thoughts but no answer came.
She would forget about in the morning. He was sure of that. He had realized it in the manner in which she last addressed him.
'Damn, what was she anyways?'
After driving himself to eighteenth street, he didn't want to come out of the car. He looked at his right side, spotting the cup he had handed her earlier. It was in the cup space in between the driver's and passenger seat.
Perry removed the cup for a better view. He had rushed downtown to the nearest coffee shop to get it. He did not think twice before purchasing it. All that mattered was her comfortableness.
He leaned onto the steering wheel still holding the cup in place. There was still some content in it.
She didn't like it. He had got a latte for her. He had no idea anything of her preference. He sure knew that she was hard to please.
He got the chance and blew it up.
Did he really blew it up?
***
Phoenix halted in her tracks after locking the door behind her. She was going to have a goodnight sleep.
Now she won't be able to.
"How was it?" Willmar threw the question at her. She was lying in the long couch lazily, watching a comedy on the TV.
Phoenix didn't bother pretending not to have heard her friend. She walked to the single couch to rest her body. She placed her small feet onto the centre table beside it, getting her shoes off her them.
"How did it go?" She heard a familiar male voice coming from the kitchen.
Freddie was also there.
"Want some coffee?" He offered.
"No, I already had some," she said and avoided eye contact with Willmar.
"You too went to drink coffee after leaving the bar, no wonder you are now coming back."
Freddie gave his fiancee a cup of mocha. Willmar sat up wanting to hear more from her friend.
"I don't think I have anything to talk to you two about," she made it clear to them.
"Perry will be a good match for you." Freddie told her as he advanced to sit on her couch's arm.
"You two are perfect for each other," he continued, placing his hand around her neck. Freddie made her face him for a better view. Phoenix obeyed and let him do whatever he wanted to.
"It's high time you came out of your comfort zone and broke a leg. Come on, what do you say?"
"Baby girl, say something," Willmar chirped in.
"Well..."
"What?" Both her friends said simultaneousl and anxiously waiting for her.
"I'm off to bed," she got up, collected her shoes and walked away. Freddie stared at her back until she was out of sight.
"She needs help," he broke the silence.
Willmar sipped her coffee without baiting him an eye.
"Not you too,"
"You brought the idea up, remember," now Willmar has also turned against him.
"Mom," she got up and left to the kitchen.
"Mom, mom," Freddie kept calling her.
.
.
.
At least he scold himself to get inside. Perry didn't go straight to bed after deciding to take a cold shower. He went to his study to get some work done.
He got himself busied with editing some designs for almost two hours. He was done with assorting them all when one caught his attention. The mouse pointer remained on a green ticup top.
The top made his face to light up. He remembered her. The girl he had been longing to meet since that day at the beach side.
"Phoenix Williams. Why are you like this?" He murmured to himself hoping to get an answer. But silence was all what he earned.
"You are more than a physique."