When Joey Met Meg

Part 3

Sunday morning workout, I'm running on the treadmill today because it's getting colder outside. Fall is about to start, my first autumn here in New York. Excited about the weather, we don't have fall and winter back home. I'll be needing winter clothes and I asked Meg to help me shop. I really like her taste in fashion. She makes me wear clothes I never imagined to wear. She makes me feel I'm beautiful even if I'm wearing a nurses' uniform while she dress up like a goddess. She makes me look forward to breakfast even if I only want is to sleep. Whenever our skin touches, she makes my heart skip a beat and shortened breath.

What have I been thinking? I shake my head and focus on my running. Suddenly my phone rings, Meg calling. I pushed the answer button on my earphones and stopped the machine.

"Hello." I answered.

"Where are you, Joey?" Meg asked.

"Here ate the gym." I answered panting.

"Oh, really? You should have invited me." Meg said.

"Invited you?" I asked.

"Go to the gym!" She exclaimed.

"Ah. I thought you probably still asleep because it's a Sunday." I answered.

"You're right. I just woke up. What time are we going shopping?" She asked, I can hear her yawn.

"Why don't we have breakfast first? I'll cook at my place." I asked.

"Sounds good. I'll help you prepare." She gladly said.

"Sure. I'm done here, see you in a bit." I uttered.

"Alrighty...Bye!" Meg hang up.

I went as fast as I can to my apartment, took out from the fridge some eggs, green bell pepper, cheddar cheese and butter. I'm still in my gym clothes, then I put on my apron and I'm ready to cook. I was brewing coffee when the door buzzed, when I opened the door, a fresh Meg appeared in front of me dressed in rugged pants and hooded jacket.

"Hi, good morning!" She greeted and was about to kiss on my cheek but I avoided her kiss because I haven't showered and I'm all sweaty.

"Morning, sorry I haven't showered and see I'm sweaty." I let her come in as she take her jacket off. Now she's wearing a black tank top.

"So, how may I help you?" She asked.

"You can set the table." I said to her smiling.

While she sets the table, I prepare my omelet. Beat the eggs, sliced the peppers and grated the cheese, then heat the pan. Put butter in the pan, tossed the peppers and cheese in the pan then pour in the egg then mix everything. Then I warm 4 slices of garlic bread in the microwave oven. Breakfast is ready I shouted as I find Meg. She came out from my room bringing me a shirt.

"Sorry I went to your closet and got you a shirt. Change first. Go!" She exclaimed while pushing me to my room. "I'll get our coffee ready." She added.

Simple things, simple gestures she makes me feel I'm important. I can't help myself not to feel something for her, I take a deep breath and went out from my room. I proceed to the table, she already made coffee. "Let's eat." I said to her while taking my seat.

"Where did you learn to cook?" She asked me while digging in the omelet and biting her toast.

"From watching cooking shows, from google and Youtube." I answered.

"You should cook more. Love this omelet." Meg muttered.

"I'll let you taste some of my favorite Filipino dishes one day." I told her.