Until I Find You

Chapter Two

The woman had left Teddy her number. He stared at the pink piece of paper, and the woman's loopy handwriting stared back at him. He debated if he should throw it out or not.. After all, she was pretty cute.
Sighing, he crumpled up the paper and tossed it in the bin near his nightstand. He had felt a strange attraction to that woman, and he didn't like it. Teddy didn't get attached to women. All he had, and all he needed, was himself. And Teddy had no plans of changing that.
Silently reminding himself to wash his bed sheets later that night, Teddy pulled on his rumpled work clothes. "Shit." He muttered under his breath, frantically attempting to smooth his shirt with his hands. The electric clock sitting on his nightstand beeped, an annoying reminder that there was thirty minutes before work officially started for the day.
Racing about his tiny apartment, Teddy snatched up his keys from the kitchen countertop, taking notice of last night's dinner that he hadn't cleaned up before he set out to the bar. The bar where he met that woman...Teddy glanced over at his bedroom, his eyes pointedly going to the bin where he threw away the piece of paper with the loopy handwriting. Groaning, he shook his head and pressed his knuckles to his eyes. He should've known it wasn't a good idea to go out drinking on a Sunday night. Especially when there were beautiful blonde women who kept catching his eye.
He pushed the thoughts of last night out of his head and rushed out of the apartment, slipping on his new Oxfords (which were expensive as hell, almost more than two weeks worth of dinner). He didn't bother to lock the door behind him. It's not like he had any sort of valuable items.. Except the Gucci cologne his mom had gotten him last Christmas. That was about it, though.
With a final glance back at his apartment door, Teddy broke off into a jog towards the stairs that would lead him to the first floor.

"Wow, look who made it into today." A familiar voice teased. Teddy didn't even need to look up to know who it was. Angeline, a coworker who had an obvious crush on him.
"Good morning to you too, Angeline." He cursed himself for sleeping with her last weekend. The work tension between them almost choked him. Angeline's heels clicked on the hardwood floor as she approached Teddy, who was still standing at the entrance doors. She held a notepad in one of her hands, a pen in the other.
"We're all ordering coffee.. boss's treat. What do ya want?" She asked, cocking her head to the side. "Tall iced americano." He replied, tightening his grip on his briefcase handle. He had forgotten it in his car last night, therefore not getting any work done. And he had also been messing around at the bar, but that was beside the point. He just wanted to get into his office and start the day off by completing some overdue work. He didn't care to talk to Angeline, although coffee did sound pretty nice.
The scribble of Angeline's pen brought him back to the present, and he muttered a thanks before pushing past her and making a beeline towards his office.
Ever since Angeline and Teddy had slept together, things had been so awkward during work hours. Angeline would constantly flirt with him, even though Teddy had specifically told her that he didn't want any strings attached that certain night. And she had agreed. He should have known better than to sleep with his coworkers.
Even if Angeline was a stunning redhead with an amazing figure, she was supposed to stay as a work friend.
Settling down at his desk, Teddy set his briefcase down by his feet and booted up his computer. He was exhausted, he realized, as his eyes started to droop. He was really anticipating that coffee now. He scrubbed at his eyes with the heel of his palms, attempting to wake himself up.
These days, the most Teddy had to investigate was a child who kept calling the police saying he saw a dead body in the woods. Every time he called, Teddy and his team went down to the woods where the boy had supposedly saw the body, and it was just a slaughtered deer hanging from a tree. Obviously not a body, even from a distance.
After Teddy had a stern talk with the small boy about appropriate times to call the police, he was back at his desk for forty hours a week. "Coffee's here!" a booming voice echoed throughout the building. With a final sigh, Teddy got up and walked to the break room.