Cruel Passion (Book 1 and 2)

Chapter 6

I couldn't believe it. Mom decided to just casually pick up the

phone and decided to at least inform me that she was abou to pay a

visit. How thoughtful. I made a gag noise making the old man in front

of me jump. He wrinkled up his eye brows staring a me with dismay. I

growled at him just to get his heart beat up. He needs the exercise.

I sighed I shouldn't take out my anger on poor old men. I pulled

the cart away from him. Mom had that affect on me well on everyone to

be more detailed. I knew how the nights going to go. She'll invite

herself in snooping around my room looking for any clues of a possible

boyfriend. It's just like he to drop out of no where just to make my

miserable life even more misreable. I should just spit in the food

it's not like she's going to like it any ways.

"Why can't you be like her or him or her blah blah blah. " I said

as I made my way into the produce aisle.

"Can I help you?" the guy in the blue shirt and black slacks

asked. His hair was pulled back into a tiy pony tail while his eyes

drooped too low to be normal. He should help himself first. Was that

beer I smelled? I looked at his name tag sighing.

"Ben , you may help me but I doubt you're going to get any where."

I said. He started to smile and right there I really thought I was

going to puke. His teeth came across as crooked too yellow to be actual

teeth more like an old mine that had been buried for over hundreds of

years.

" Try me." he said smiling.

" Take my mom out on a date." I said looking over the tomatoes. He

gave me a confused look.

"Is she hot?" he asked scratching his head. I though about how

her head seems to blow when ever I tell her she's getting fat.

"Define hot." I said watching as he tried to think again. I

shook my head. I inched for the cucumber. They were all dried up just

like my love life. I turned to ask the guy when will they be getting

fresh cucumbers and I saw him still scrathing his head. Forget it. My

eyes zipped passed the dried lumps of vegetables and found the green I

was looking for. I pulled on the cucumber trying to make sure that the

other don't fall off. I pulled harder bit it didn't budge . What in

the world? I propped my foot against the shelf and tried to pull it

out with both my hands. I pulled harder I felt it loosening. I pulld

and got what I had wanted. Sure the cucumber was in my hand but I was

on the floor as the other cucumber rolled over me crushing me. I felt

something move beneath me and I gasped. Apparently I'm not the only

one being crushed. I quickly get up fixing my hair. I hit my head

against the shelf when I saw who it was. I sighed cursing at myself.

Why does it have to be me? I stared at his shocked face and those warm

brown eyes.

"Kim we need to stop meeting like this. " he said getting up.

" Sorry sir." I said .

" Please call me Jake at least outside of work." he said smiling.

I swear I started to melt.

"How's Donna?" I asked. I had to change the subject and to my

luck he went with it.

" Shes fine, she went to Paris for fashion week. " he said a

sudden frown coming over his face. He started to smile and I knew he

wanted to change the subject as well.

" Special dinner?" he asked. I nodded wincing at the reminder

of mom.

"Yeah." I said not looking forward to cooking. I noticed the

frozen pizza in his cart. Doesn't he have cooks? I bit my lips as the

crazy idea came to me . I took in a deep breath.

" How about you just come over for dinner? I would love to have

company that I could actually talk to." I said feeling my palms sweat.

Did I just ask my married boss out on a date?