A friend shared some photos with me and set my mind off. They are the inspiration for this story which is not finished and will come in pieces..
She sits at the quiet cafe looking at the small town across the water. Warmth washes over her. She can see the tip of the steeple coming out of the buildings and she smiles as memories flood back to her.
It was almost a year ago when she was cleaning the inside of the tiny church. She and some others had just finished a renovation project on it for the town. She was sad to see her time come to an end here but its what she did. Moved around never settling down living the great adventure.
She had just finished sweeping the rest of the dust in the pan and stood to look at their work, "natural beauty" she whispered. She turned and smacked right into him. The dust flew on his suit and she immediately started to wipe it away apologizing. She looked up to see his grin and he said "yes it is." Puzzled she said :what", his response came and made her legs shake. " A natural beauty so hard to find, and the church is beautiful as well" she looked into his eyes and felt his soul. She shook it off and again apologized and offered to have his suit cleaned. He gave a huff and said " dont worry about it but you can make it up to me a different way, have dinner with me" she took a step back his closeness was clouding her mind. She told him she was to leave in the morning to move on to her next project, he told her one night is all he needs. She looked at him intrigued and said "your pretty sure of yourself. Ok I will have dinner with you where and when."
He told her one hour at the cafe by the little shop down the road, and he walked away. She laughed and said aloud "one hour?" He responded by continuing to walk away and putting his index finger in the air.
She dumped the dust out of the pan and put everything away. She hurried to the house she was staying at while doing this project. Set her alarm for 45 minutes and jumped into the shower. As she was getting ready she had questions playing in her mind. Why was she trying to make this stranger's time line, what was she thinking, she needed to pack.. her alarm went off snapping her back. She looked in the mirror as she slipped on her heels. Her hair was in curls flowing down her back, make up looking great and the little black dress showed off her legs. She stood straight and thought she looked pretty good.
She made it to the cafe with 5 minutes to spare. She took a seat outside so she could watch the people around her. It was dusk the sun barely setting. Beautiful colors everywhere. She felt a hand warm her shoulder and knew it was him. Her body reacted tensing at his touch. He came and sat across from her and just stared a small grin on his face. She felt like they stared at eachother for hours not able to stand the silence she said " man of many words I see"
He looked at her and touched her hand she jumped feeling the electricity between them. He grinned more and said "who needs to talk when we both feel that"
They talked for a bit she learned a little about him. He was here visiting his family, had seen her around and wanted to get to know her. When she asked his name he told her " you have given me one night so if that's all I get you can call me Sir"