Trying Hard to Ignore You

Cold Coffee and a Chocolate Chip Cookie

It's just coffee. It's just coffee. It's just coffee.

I let out a breath, smoothing my shirt out in the mirror.

I'm wearing light blue ripped skinny jeans, white high heels, and a white loose tank top.

I never wear high heels. I love them, but Ashton never liked them.

I grab my soft pink Calvin Klein purse.

My nails and toes are painted. My blonde hair is down. It only goes just past my shoulders, but it's naturally wavy. I have mascara on and a little bit of eyeshadow, and that's it.

I make sure I smell okay and then walk out of my apartment, locking the door.

I walk downstairs to the Jeep, unlocking it.

I'm fifteen minutes from the café, and it's 11:44.

Nervous, I start the Jeep and leave, driving carefully to the café.

It's downtown and there's no parking around, so I park down the block.

It's 11:58.

I walk the seven or so minute walk to the café with my earbuds in.

I walk in, pushing my sun glasses up, pulling my headphones off.

It's 12:06.

The moment the door shuts, Spencer is standing there, waiting.he was on time.

"You're six minutes late." He says.

"I'm sorry." I say.

"It's okay, I was just teasing."

I walk over to him.

He pulls out a chair for me.

What the hell?

I sit down, and he helps me in.

That's so nice. I look at him, confused.

"What do you want? I'm buying."

"That's not necessary." I say.

He walks up to the counter, and a couple of minutes later he comes back.

He has two drinks.

"I got a French vanilla latte for you." He says. "And a chocolate chip cookie."

That's what I had at the airport.

He was paying attention.

"Thank you." I say.

"You're welcome." He sits down. "I like your shoes. My friends wife would probably fight you for those."

He likes my heels.

"Thank you." I say quietly, sipping my coffee.

His jacket.

I press my hand to my forehead.

"Spencer?" I ask. He looks at me.

"Yes?"

"I forgot your jacket at home."

He laughs, throwing his head back like a little kid. I smile nervously.

"I'm so sorry, God, I'm so stupid. I'll go get it right now. Are you mad?"

"Whoa, it's okay Audrey, I'm not mad." He says. "Sit down, drink your coffee."

"You remember my name." I say shyly.

He hesitates.

"I never forgot your name." He says. "I lied...because it's been a month and I've been waiting for a call from you. I had a contact for you in my phone with no number for a month."