You Distract Me - S01 E14

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You Distract Me - S01 E14

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 14

Shayne's POV

As soon as we found a table at the far end corner of the seventies-themed diner, the waitress came to get our order.

Her name was Gina, and she and my grandmother became besties as soon as we'd started coming here.

"Hey, Gina," I said.

"Shayne, are you on a date?" Gina said, landing her kind grey eyes on Olivia.

The glint in the sixty-something old woman's eyes told me she'd already assumed big things.

"Gina, we're not..."

She cut me short. "Although, I'm not complaining. She is very lovely."

I rolled my eyes and looked at Olivia sitting uncomfortably across from me.

Dammit! She looked so beautiful.

Her lustrous dark waves cascaded beautifully all around the oval shape of her face.

The deep blush on her smooth cheeks blossomed up her stunning makeup-less face.

And the genuine, sexy smile on her full and naked pink lips reached her amazing green eyes.

"Hi, sweetie. I'm Gina."

Olivia stretched out her slender hand for a handshake, and the older woman shook it eagerly.

"I'm Olivia," she said softly.

I seriously couldn't take my eyes off of her.

"What can I get you, Olivia?" Gina said, readying her pen and paper.

Olivia looked at me with a shy questioning look, as though she wanted me to decide for her.

"You can get whatever you want. We didn't come all this way just to talk our ears off of each other," I said, glad that the atmosphere between us was still level.

She slightly nodded her head and looked back at Gina.

"I'll have your special, thank you."

And Gina looked at me with a pointed look.

"Same," I said.

"Right away."

When she left, I found Olivia's eyes studying my head.

"Why did you cut off your hair?" she asked thoughtfully.

"Got tired of it. Why, you don't like it?"

Why the hell did I even care? What was wrong with me?

I was about to rephrase my sentence when she spoke up.

"No, it looks very attractive on you. It brings out your jawline nicely. I like it."

As soon as she said the words, a furious blush filled her face and neck.

"Well, I'm glad you like what you see," I said casually, so as not to make her more uncomfortable.

I knew that if it was anyone other than Olivia, I would have ignored the compliment with ease. But when it came to her, it meant so much more to know she found a part of me appealing.

"Why didn't you come with your grandmother?" she shyly said, pushing back a lock of hair behind her ear.

My mood immediately shifted when I thought of the answer to her question.

My grandmother had been diagnosed, a month ago, with lung cancer.

A rare check up at the hospital showed the clear images of a stage two cancerous tumor in and around her lungs.