Carlos

“How are you feeling Eve?”

She looked beautiful, all fresh faced, but she didn’t look all that happy to really see me. I was sure that she had some questions, much of the same ones that I had answered for Joel, but she didn’t say anything at first so I gave her an omelet.

“You made this?”

“Of course. I’ve been single far too long to not know how to cook by now.”

“I didn’t mean. I don’t know. You just don’t seem the type I guess.”

I wasn’t sure what she meant by that, but I was sure that it wasn’t a compliment. My type to her was something different than I was. She saw me as some biker by the way she looked at me, some criminal. Maybe part of that assessment was true, but there was more to me than that and she was the first person that I wanted to know that. I didn’t want her to think that I wasn’t worth her time.

“What type is that?”

She shrugged and took a bite. “This is really good.” The surprise wasn’t even hidden from her voice.

“So what type am I?”

Eve shook her head like she wasn’t going to answer or that she knew better than to answer. Where was the girl that told me off the other night? Now she was like a pussycat and I wanted the fiery one back. That Eve was far more fun, though there was an appeal to the innocence that she was showing now.

“I don’t know. I guess you are the kind of guy that I was warned about before I came here.”

I chuckled and asked her what that meant. I was many things, but I had never heard it described quite like that before.

“You are the bad boy type of guy. I am sure you have broken your share of hearts.”

“And beds. Don’t forget that.”

Her cheeks were flaming pink and I wished I knew what was playing in her mind. I knew where it took my mind, but I was sure that we were different. I was sure that Eve wasn’t thinking about me on top of her. Something was on her mind though to make her look at me like that.

“Are you okay?” I couldn’t help the grin that ran over my face. She looked rather delicious when she was unsure of herself like she was then.

“Yeah, I just am a little hungover is all.”

“Well eat your breakfast and it will make you feel better. Do you have a lot of writing to do today?”

“How do you know I write?”

“Joel told me about you. I have to say that he is quite taken with you.”

“Joel is a nice guy. Where is he anyways?”

I told her a quick overview of the evening and her face got a prettier shade of pink than usual. It was clear that she was embarrassed by her actions and the fact that she had went home with another man and ended up in my bed. There was a moment that I thought she was going to ask what happened, but she didn’t. Maybe she didn’t want to know.

“Sorry, I don’t know what got into me last night. I assure you that I am not usually like that.”

“I didn’t think you were Eve. That is why I took you home. You made a few passes that I didn’t think you were really genuine about. I think it was the alcohol talking.”

“What kind of passes?”

Raising my brow, I didn’t give her any reason to think that the passes she made were not of the sexual nature. I didn’t tell her that she was far too drunk to have been taken seriously, but they were there and I liked to think that was just her true desires coming out, the ones that she was afraid to make out loud. That was what I liked to think anyways.

“Well I don’t know what to say. I guess you got to see another side of me. I don’t even know what I was thinking. I am not a good drinker, never have been.”

“It’s because you can’t be a hundred pounds soaking wet. You shouldn’t be able to drink like that.”

She blushed again and oh how I liked the way she looked when she did that. The innocence in her was back and I was rather getting used to the changes. While she liked to say what was on her mind, there was a part of her that was delicate and I liked that.

“I won’t be doing that again any time soon. That much I do know. I haven’t felt this bad in a long time. Now I remember why I gave up drinking when I got out of college.”

“You went to school?” I don’t know why I was asking all of these questions. It could have been that I wanted to know, but more than likely I asked because I just wanted to hear her speak. She had the most melodic sounding voice and I could hear her talking all day.

“Yes, I went to school for accounting, but starting writing for a paper and never looked back. Now I have a dual major.”

Nodding my head, I didn’t really care what she went to school for, but I did like the idea of a girl that could hold a conversation. It was hard to get one that looked good in my world and had a brain on her. Maybe I was looking in all the wrong places and that was why I never really found what it was that I wanted. I wanted Eve. That was all I knew now.

“Did you ever go to school?”

I shook my head that I didn’t. I never saw myself as inferior or stupid, but book smarts wasn’t my thing. “I just wanted to drink and ride bikes when I was younger. I barely made it through high school because I was gone so much. I started a bike shop that did well and then I bought the bar. Now I just run them and I do pretty good without any extra schooling.”

I felt a touch defensive because I felt like she was judging me and more than anything else I just wanted her to like me. I seemed to forget that I wasn’t worried about what anyone thought. I never had been, but there was something about Eve. I wanted her to want me, but more than that, I wanted to be the one that she went to when she needed something. I wanted to be there for her.

“Not everyone needs to go to school. I am sure what you do is far more needed than what I do. Everyone can write, so we are a dime a dozen. I love it of course, but I can’t fix anything. If I am honest, I have never even changed a tire by myself before. That’s sad, isn’t it?”

I found it cute. I liked that she needed a man. That meant that she would need me and I was totally okay with that sentiment.

“No, not at all. There is a lot of things that I can’t do. You just got to find the people that are good at what you are not.”

I was blabbing at this point. She was going to leave soon. I could feel it and I didn’t want her to. I wanted her to stay and talk to me. If it was any other woman, Eve would have already been in my bed. But she was different I was coming to find out. Eve was different than any other girl that I had dated before.

“Thank you for breakfast Carlos and bringing me here. I hate to think what would have happened if you wouldn’t have been there.”

“I would never let anything happen to you Eve, even though you do give me a hard time.”

The blush was back that I loved so much.

“I will have to pay you back, maybe with dinner one night this week or whenever you aren’t working.”

The offer was a little out of the blue for me. I didn’t see it coming, but I was quick to agree. I couldn’t think of anything that I wanted more.

“That sounds perfect Eve. Just let me know when would be good for you.”

She told me that she would let me know. I gave her my number, but we both knew that if she didn’t call, I would be coming to her house to see her. I wasn’t going to let her get away too far. Eve was going to be mine. I wasn’t sure how she was going to be mine, but she would be. That was the only thing at the moment that I was sure of.