“We are at Café Mundial, coffee from around the world. They have it all…Columbian, Ethiopian, Mexican...you name it,” Sean said.
“I guess I’ll try Columbian, then,” Kylie said.
“And I’ll have scrambled eggs, spicy. Blueberry scone and a cup of Ethiopian,” he said before the waitress took the menus from them.
“Ethiopian? Adventurous much?” Kylie asked smiling.
“I like it. It’s the equivalent of having a double espresso,” Sean said. “Just what I need to kick start the day.”
“So, Kylie Moran,” he started. “Apart from what is on your medical file, what else do I need to know about you?”
She shrugged and exhaled deeply.
“There isn’t much to tell, really,” she started as she looked at him. “I used to be the junior vice president for a finance company and then shit happened so I moved on to public relations. Turns out that was the only community that could give me a fresh start without raising too many eyebrows.”
“Curiosity is begging me to ask what went wrong there but I really want to save up some stories for next time,” he said and Kylie smiled.
“Next time?”
He nodded.
“Yes, next time. Or are you having such a bad time right now while I get busy planning for the future?” she smiled and shook her head.
“Well I don’t want to jump the gun or anything. It’s still early,” she said. “I mean, your world class coffee isn’t even here yet.”
He smiled and then laughed.
“You are not one to mince your words, are you?” he asked and she shook her head.
“No, I like to say what I mean and mean what I say,” she said. “It has got me into a little trouble in the past but hey, that’s all life.”
“Yeah it is,” he said. “So, in my files I saw something that I thought was too cool to be a coincidence. There is Kylie Moran, that’s you obviously and then there is Kenzie Moran and Kristie Moran.”
She nodded.
“Is that all coincidence or do you know these women?” he asked and she shrugged.
“My sisters,” she said in a soft voice.
“Okay, I have to ask, are you related to Kris Jenner by any chance?” he asked and she frowned.
“Why?” she asked.
“Well, three sisters with names all starting with K?”
“I don’t know what my parents were thinking but according to my dad after Kenzie was born it was either that or Tabitha after his great grandmother and my mother was not having it. Apparently she and my dad’s side of the family had never really been on good terms.” She took a minute when the waitress came back with their order. “So, she went ahead and decided on Kenzie and then I came along and she had always wanted a ‘Kylie’ so it was settled.”
He took a bite of his eggs and smiled at her.
“What?” she asked as she raised the burrito to her mouth.
“You look beautiful…you are beautiful,” he said and she felt herself blush.
“I guess I am not the only one who doesn’t mince her words,” she said.
“Well, I also say what I mean and mean what I say.”
She took a bite of her burrito and then out it down.
“What about you?” she asked. “I have literally told you almost everything there is to know about me.”
“There isn’t really much to say about me,” he said. “I’m your good old Dr. Simms.” Kylie rolled her eyes.
“Come on, dish a little more than the obvious.”
Sean laughed and took another bite of his eggs.
“Okay, let’s see,” he started when he swallowed. “I became an OBGYN because it is obvious, I love women.”
“I’m not very sure you should have led with that but okay.”
“Like I said, say what I mean, mean what I say. Anyway, I worked in New York for seven years, did my residency there and everything but when it came time for my dad to retire, I moved to California to make sure his dream doesn’t just go down the drain.” He took another bite. “It’s a lot calmer than I was used to but hey, I get to have a social life again so, who’s complaining?”
She smiled and shrugged.
“What about your family? All I know about the Simms family is that there is a Sean Simms senior and Sean Simms the second.”
“Well, I am kind of an only child,” he said and she frowned.
“You cannot be kind of an only child. That’s like being kind of a virgin or kind of pregnant.” He laughed and took a sip of his coffee.
“Well, I used to have a sister but she died when I was thirteen,” he said.
“Oh shit,” she thought. “I am an idiot.”