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She stopped building as he put the last pieces in place. "Grant."
He stood up and shook the ladder, making sure it would be sturdy for her. He held out his hand for her to take and stand. He pulled her to the bottom step and helped her up the first two steps, keeping her soft palm in his as she tested it. "There." he said as he helped her down again. "No more shelf climbing."
She rolled her eyes as he helped her down. As her feet touched the ground she moved to go back to the desk, when he pulled her back by their connected hands. "Hey." She looked up into his entangling green eyes, and tried her best to stay mad as he looked at her lips. "Not even a thank you?" His black brows furrowed together as he spoke lowly, holding her lower back to his body.
"Thank you." She whispered to him as his hand traveled further down, resting on her rear. She bent her head back as he came in close to kiss her. As their lips touched gingerly, she felt her stomach turning with nervousness. His lips were soothing her battling mind, but the electricity from his tongue was not enough to make her forget her worries. She had forgiven him now, but could she again? How long would it take for him to turn on her this time? She put her hands on his chest and pushed against him gently, causing their lips to break. He looked down at her in confusion as he opened his eyes. "I'm sorry, but I don't think I can do this. It was nice last night, but I can't stop thinking about what happened between us before."
He dropped his hands from her waist and backed up. It was his turn to feel stupid. After she had fallen asleep, he stayed up much longer, thinking about how he could right their differences. He had felt abundantly relieved when she accepted his apology, something he had tried hard to say to her more times over the last two weeks than he could count. It had meant nothing. "I'll pick you up later." He said as he looked away from her and turned to leave, letting the door slam on his way out.
She watched him as he left, questioning if she should have said anything at all.
She waited at the reception desk, skimming through papers that she had already filed twice as she waited to see his truck pull up. It was already seven, two hours after he was supposed to meet her. She had tried to call his home phone but not even Rebecca was there to answer. She made a move to dial the library phone again when she saw Rebecca's white car pull up. She grabbed the door keys and locked the front, moving quickly in the hot night toward the car.
"I'm so sorry Mae, he just called and told me he couldn't make it. I got here as fast as I could." Rebecca said in apology to her as she slid in and buckled her seatbelt.
"It's okay Rebecca, it's not your fault. I'm honestly not surprised." Mae sat back in her seat as she drove off, happy she had stopped him earlier. He was proving her instincts correct. Yet again, he pulled back strong after sucking her in.
"Are you two fighting again? What about this morning?" Rebecca glanced at her, frustrated that the two still hadn't found common ground.
"I'm sorry you had to see us in bed together. It was a long night."
"You don't have to apologize, you two are adults. Other than the back and forth, I'm actually rootin' for you two to get together."
Mae laughed in a small breath, if she had learned much about Rebecca, it was that she never withheld her thoughts. She sighed as she played with her hands. After he left, she had worked slowly, thinking over what she had said. She had almost regretted not valuing the moment they had shared. But not being there like he had said he would, was another sign that he did not value her like she had hoped. She had just started to root for them too. But this hurt was different from the last, because now, she could feel herself expecting more from him.
Rebecca was thankful for the silence for the rest of the car ride.