A Wifey for the Bad Boy(89)

Chapter 4

After carefully picking out what she would wear to work on Monday morning, Kylie grabbed her purse and walked out of her apartment. She loved how comfortable she felt in her maxi floral print dress and sandals. She had her hair pulled up in a high loose bun leaving a few strands of her brunette hair to frame her face. She had called in late that morning and as she drove her Prius to Café Mundial, she found herself thinking of all the reasons she should have given not to show up.

“I’m feeling sick.”

“Something came up at work.”

She sighed. Those were too obvious and cliché. She needed something big if she was to call off the coffee date without seeming suspicious.

“I sprained my ankle…” she shook her head. That was dumb. How would she explain the absence of swelling or pain? Plus, he was a doctor. If anything, he would have rushed to her side just to nurse her to health.

“Just go…just go and be strong about it,” she thought to herself as she maneuvered the last corner before getting to the coffee shop. She had not even mentioned the date to her sisters. Basically, no one knew where she was. Her work diary shoed that’s he had to make a dentist appointment but that was that.

“Here goes nothing,” she thought as she pulled up in front of the café. She unbuckled her belt and pulled her key out of the ignition before she climbed out of the car. As she slowly walked into the café, she looked around and spotted Sean seated at a corner table. She was taken aback by how good he looked in a blue pinstripe shirt and black jeans. She had never really seen him in anything else apart from the official doctor’s coat he wore when he met her but she had always pictured him looking great in anything he wore.

He smiled and waved her over to where he was. She walked to his table and he stood up when she got there.

“Here, let me get this for you,” he said as he pulled her seat for her.

“Thanks,” she said in a soft voice.

“Just making sure I am treating you like the lady you are,” he said and she rolled her eyes. Thankfully, he didn’t see her. “I was beginning to think you were not going to show up.”

She smiled and shrugged.

“To be honest, I was having second thoughts about coming,” she said and he shrugged.

“What? You wanted to stand me up?” he asked with a smile and she laughed.

“I know it might have been a first for you,” she said but he shook his head.

“You would be surprised at some of my stories from junior high,” he said as the waitress came over to their table and handed them their menus.

“Thank you,” she said as the waitress walked away. “So, what are these stories that I should probably know about you?”

“Well, let’s just say that I didn’t always have an easy time. Socially speaking of course,” he said and she shook her head.

“Please, you? With the Captain America shoulders and perfect hair?” she asked. “You are an everyday Derek Shepherd and Mark Sloane rolled into one.”

“You are a Grey’s Anatomy fan?” he asked smiling.

“Okay, it is weird that you even know that those two are…were characters from Grey’s Anatomy,” she said.

“It is one of the few medically accurate medical drama shows on television. So, yeah, I like it,” he said. “Hashtag TGIT, right?”

“Wait, you are not only a Grey’s Anatomy fan. You are a Shondie!” Kylie said excitedly and Sean raised an eyebrow over the other.

“A what?” he asked.

“A Shonda Rhimes fan. Well, the word Shondie hasn’t really caught on but a few Shondies are trying to get the blogs talking about it so that it can be official.”

“So, why would you think I’m a Shondie?” he asked and she shrugged.

“The only way you would know about TGIT is if you actually tuned into all The Shonda Rhimes which coincidentally all air on Thursday. Grey’s Anatomy, Scandal, How To Get Away With Murder…all on Thursday. Hence, Thank God It’s Thursday. TGIT,” Kylie explained and he smiled. “But you knew all that, didn’t you?”

He nodded.

“Then why did you make me explain it?” she asked.

“Because I like the sound of your voice,” he said. “And you have a small dimple on your left cheek that shows when you smile.”

Kylie rubbed the back of her neck as the waitress came back.

“Oh…I didn’t…” she started before she sighed. “I’ll just have a breakfast burrito and a coffee.”

“Which coffee?” the waitress asked and she looked up at him.

“What?” she asked.