Shifted

Chapter 9 | Commitment

"You stalking me Reed?" He shrugged

"Well I worked a 36 hour shift and then slept, and then got called in again six hours later. So I wasn't ghosting you, my life just sucks?" I laughed gesturing to the chair infront of my desk

"Depends on what food you've brought me?" He hands me the bag and I pull out a grilled cheese and gasp "How did you read my thoughts!"

"You said you loved grilled cheese's, and La Rosa's makes a great one so..... I was walking by on my way here and thought of you" I unwrap the parchment paper in bliss

I bit into the sandwich practically moaning at how good it tasted "Thank you" he grabbed the salad from the bag smiling at me "Figured I'd owe you some type of date"

"Mmm at least your trying? Especially going as far as to stalk me. Steal me for lunch?" I watch as his cheeks grew rosy and he shifted slightly

"I remembered where you worked, I owed you lunch. I didn't really think I needed to text you, also because I've never really 'dated' someone before" I rose a brow at his assumption

"Oh so we are dating? I'm not just some fling?" I grab my water bottle sucking onto the straw looking back at him

"I don't do commitment" I nodded my head

"Ah so it is a fling?" He shook his head

"I fucked up a central line yesterday because I was overtired and thinking about you. So no I don't do commitment, but I want to make this work" This man was all around confusing

"So committed to dating? Or a relationship, because those are two different things" I think one of my favorite things was stirring the pot, but in the way that all the cards would be in my favor.

"Both?"

"I don't think that's how that works Reed. It's been a date, technically two. This doesn't really count, so maybe... maybe I don't want to do commitment?" Now he looked flustered.

I bit in my sandwich smiling happily as he didn't bother to even touch his salad. What's up with guys and thinking that their opinion is the only one to factor in relationships sometimes?

"So you don't want to go out with me?" I laugh softly as I can sense his arrogance and insult from my reply

"I never said that, but you seem rather surprised if I wouldn't. Like I'm passing up on the opportunity of a life time?" He leaned in taking the sandwich from my hands and bit into it

"Maybe you are?" I rolled my eyes taking the sandwich back "hmmm you're pretty cocky you know that right?"

"Your right about the cockiness, though I'm pretty sure I get from my-"

"If you are about to say something dirty or sly don't. Because then I'll be thinking about other things while I should be working" he looked confused.

"Was just going to say I get it from my father?" Now I felt slightly embarrassed, I thought he'd be talking about his cock. Now I really was a lame ass celibate loser.

"Though I'd love to pin you down and fuck you sometime" I chocked on my sandwich "but we'll build up to that Taylor" his pager went off and he groaned staring at it.