Same Time Next Week (Ch. 6)
Oh my fucking God! Â
She kept saying it to herself because she couldn’t think of anything else to say. Why would he be at a grocery store at 5 AM? Didn’t he have… people to shop for him?
It amused Shelby, only slightly though, that she was more pissed than star struck because she looked like ass and she knew it. She was in the middle of a grocery store, staring at one of music’s most eligible bachelors looking like shit on a stick.
Just shop and get the hell out of here, she told herself, rounding a corner. A sale caught her eye and she turned her head. Beyond the sign boasting low prices on things she didn't need, she caught a flash of raven hair ducking behind the end cap.
Was he watching me?
She was flattered, sort of. If she'd looked better, she’d have been happy to return the attention, but who knew what he was looking at? And why? Was he laughing at her? Did he think she was drunk? Was he comparing her to all those hot women he knew back in LA?
What the fuck is he even doing in here???
Fuming, Shelby dug her short grocery list out of her bag and began checking items off, trying to put him —that gorgeous piece of man with blue eyes and dark hair and broad chest and voice like silk — out of her mind. It would probably be the only time she’d ever see him. It was just her luck that she met him at the wrong time, but maybe that’s what she deserved. She didn’t need to complicate her life anymore.
She parked her cart with the others and carried her bags to her car, popping the trunk with the button on her key ring and dumping the bags into the trunk. The sun was just cresting the horizon, lighting up the car with a soft glow when she slid into the driver's seat.
Shelby started the car and checked her rear view mirror. Holy…God.
Why didn’t he cringe when he saw her? Her hair was everywhere, her eyes were red, her lips still stained with the previous day’s color. And her t-shirt was on inside out, the backward logo emblazoned across her chest. She wanted to yell and curse and throw things, but would have felt stupid doing so.
Instead, she rammed the car into drive and squealed out of the parking lot.
This chapter is short, so I’ll give you all a two-fer this week! Tap through to Chapter 7. The next chapter will post in a few days!