take with me."
He let out a little laugh. "I should hope so, after four years of education," he said.
"Did you go to college?"
"I did. I studied business and marketing. I work for my uncle and I thought it would be the best thing to help me do the job."
I nodded, looking at him and smiling. "I thought you were going to tell me you were a boxing coach with all that zigging and zagging you were doing earlier."
"You saw me boxing?" he asked.
"I saw a little," I admitted.
"What were you doing checking me out? I thought you had a family on the way."
I pulled back, furrowing my eyebrows at him. "First, I'm not checking you out. I was just, I just thought it was cool watching anyone box. Tara's husband looked cool, too. It's a cool sport. And second, I don't have a family on the way."
"I thought that was what you said," he said.
"No."
"So, you're single, but you're not checking me out," he clarified.
"Yes," I said calmly, even though I didn't quite mean it. I was checking him out. Will Castro was irresistible. My heart had been pounding since I turned and saw him standing there.
"Well, that's great," he said, smiling.
"What's great?" I asked.
"You being single was the hard part. Getting you to check me out is easier than getting you to be single."
I wanted to say something to deny him, to tell him he was too confident, that he was saying too much to someone he just met, but I couldn't. Will was impossible to resist. He was sweet and I wanted to at least be friends with him. I wanted more than that. I was happy that he seemed interested in me. I was interested in him. Goodness. I normally wasn't this distracted by handsome men.
Diane put his coffee and cookies in front of him, and the distraction made me realize how mesmerized I was. I turned to leave, only because I knew I should before I got myself in trouble with this guy. I was headed out when he came in, and if I stayed much longer it would be obvious that I was interested.
"Why would you leave now? Our cookies just got here," he said.
I hesitated on the edge of my stool, turning around to look at him. I didn't slouch at all around Will. I had to smile at myself when I realized I was sitting so straight.
"I thought those were for you," I said.
"One's yours," he said. "When a man is sitting next to a woman and he orders two cookies, one of them is obviously for her."
"Oh, is that how it works?"
He was being funny, and I shook my head at him and smiled.
"Yes," he said, pushing the plate towards me. "Don't you know diner etiquette?"
"Oh, okay, if it's a matter of etiquette… " I said as I relaxed onto my stool. I reached out and took a cookie. "Thank you," I added just before I took a bite.
I looked at Will as I chewed.
"You're welcome," he said. He also took a bite of his cookie. We chewed for a moment in silence, glancing at each other, checking each other out in an almost comical way as we ate our cookies.
"Mmm, these are really good," I said.
"I know."
"I'll bet you're hungry after all that working out next door. Do you want half of mine? I can break off the part I didn't touch."
"I don't care if you touched it," he said.
"Oh, but you do want some?" I asked, moving to break the cookie.
"No, no, I don't want any, but if I did want some, I wouldn’t care if you touched it. I would want you to touch it."
He looked me right in the eyes, and his boldness made me feel warm inside. I tucked my hair behind my ear.
"I like your green eyes," he said.
I took another bite of the cookie as a distraction.
"I like your brown eyes," I said.
I tried to seem casual, but we were definitely flirting, and I felt myself blush as the words came out of my mouth. I took the last sip of coffee out of the cup that was, thank goodness, still in front of me.
"I just took a shower," he said. "I don't always shower when I finish class, but today I did."
I laughed at how random Will's statement was. I was constantly smiling because he was fun and easy to be around. "Okay, thank you. I appreciate the good hygiene."
I liked talking to Will.