“Oh god im so sorry i....” looking up the man smiled at her warmly standing to his feet he stood looking at her for a minute or two before talking.
“Did you not see the sign at the entrance the place is off bounds till later tonight” he told her.
“No im sorry i didn’t, i take it im not supposed to be here am i?” she replied feeling a little daft turning away. Smiling the man shook his head. Hearing a low growl he looked down to see her dog growling at him as he muzzled his way in between his owner and the strange man.
“Bolto will you be nice” she scolded “I’m sorry he’s not usually this nasty with people” she apologised.
“It’s fine really” he smiled
“Any way i realise im not supposed to be here but i might see you round town sometime”
“Yeah sure i would like that” he smiled. Smiling back at him she called to her dog and took off back out the way she came in with him watching carefully after her. Getting back home Brooke stood in front of her mirror trying to figure out if she had seen him before his face looked somewhat familiar. Going thru her wardrobe she sat flicking through her clothes something important was supposed to be going down so she had to look her best. Sitting in front of her mirror once again she replayed his face over and over again those amazingly gorgeous eyes of his and his shoulder length hair she knew him from somewhere but where? On her way to work she stopped by the park again and instead of going in she popped her head round the corner to see if she could see him, sure enough there he was. Sitting on the same box as before he had a guitar in his hand. Sensing he was being watched he looked up seeing her stood there he flashed her a smile and waved to her letting her know he’d seen her . Jumping back Brooke made her way down to the roadside, jumping to her car Brooke put her foot down and didn’t stop until she got to work.
Now it was starting to bug her he was really sweet but she knew no one who was sweet maybe he was her dream man come true ha chance to be a fine thing she laughed to herself. Walking round the hotel bar where she worked Brooke started to clear up the glasses. Feeling tormented by that gorgeous face she sat down for a few minutes after all the work had been done later that day trying to work it out but nothing came to her. Looking up at the clock she saw it was only an hour till home time she couldn’t wait her plan was to go home, curl up and not bother to answer the door or phone to anyone. Coming to the conclusion that the man she was just a dream maybe was wasn’t even there, she had maybe just been dreaming after all a man that good looking would never even look at someone like her let alone smile her way or even talk to her for that matter. Getting up from the stool Brooke was just ready to get the hover out when she heard the door open and someone call out her name.
Turning round she saw her manager standing at the bar with some guests gathered round the door area.
“Has all the work been done” he asked her
“Apart from the hovering sir” Brooke replied
Hearing the sound of her voice one of the men looked up and gazed in her direction.
“Where is Susan?” her manager snapped.
“She went home”
“Oh she did did she well maybe she will think about...”
“Sir don’t fire her please, look shes been through a lot lately and....”
“Unless you want to follow her i suggest you be quiet and do your job and not worry about Susans”
“But ....”
“But nothing Brooke now get back to work” he ordered.
“Yes sir” going quiet she turned round and made her way thru the back to collect the hover so she could start the cleaning.
Turning to his guests the manager apologised to them and lead them through the hallways until they got to their rooms. Opening his room door not realising any one was in walked round dumped his bags on the floor and walked over to the window he opened it up and leaned out.
“Who are you” he asked looking out the window. Hearing his voice Brooke froze in the bathroom backing up she accidently knocked a bottle in to the bath. Hearing the clatter the young man looked up “Who’s there?” he called out.
“Shit” she muttered to herself quickly turning round she picked up the falling bottle only to walk right in to the guest of the room as she turned round. “I’m so sorry sir i was....”
“Hey you’re the woman from the park” looking up her eyes went right to his. Feeling embarrassed Brooke didn’t know where to put herself, struggling to find the words sorry they seemed to be stuck at the back of her throat.
“It’s Brooke right” he asked stepping back seeing she looked a little nervous he leaned against the wall and watched her as she quickly gathered her stuff up. as she went to walk past him he held his arm up to stop her. Looking right ahead she stood up strait.
“Is there anything i can get for you sir” her heart started racing as she tried to control nervousness.
“You to sit down for just a moment” he smiled. Doing as she was told she sat down on the edge of the bath. Coming down to her height he put his hands on either side of her and looked her right in the eyes.
“You came back to the park this morning didn’t you” he asked
“Yes” she replied almost in a whisper.
“Why?” he asked.
“I thought i recognised you” she answered truthfully.
“And did you?” he asked. Shaking her head she went to look away from him.
Laying his hand on her face he turned her too look at him again. Looking at her he could tell she was a little scared dropping his hand to his side he stood up turning to the side he looked out the door. Getting up she quickly got her stuff and got out of the room as fast as she could without looking back. Sitting on the bed he flopped backwards and looked up at the ceiling. Standing on the landing she stood with her back against the wall. What the hell just happened in there she thought, taking a deep breath she took another look back towards the door that she came out of then slowly turned and carried on to the next room. Hoping that he wasn’t going to be at the door when he passed Brooke hurried past his door on her way out luckily he didn’t come out or she would have been stuck on things to say once again. Making her way out the door she hurried across the road wanting just to get home as quick as she could.
The next day after she woke up Brooke put on her track suit again and went back out for her run. Getting close to the park she slowed right down leaning to one side she took a quick look to see if anyone was there. Breathing a sigh of relief she smiled to herself seeing that the park was the way it was any other normal day. Cutting up thru the path Brooke decided she was going to walk for once the gardens was one of her favourite places to go especially this time of year. The rose orchards were in full bloom and the whole place was full of colour it was the only thing that looked decent around these parts and was very lucky it hadn’t been destroyed by the local gangs despite the fact they would use it to drink in it was always kept pretty clean and tidy. Bending down Brooke lay herself out on the lawn for a few seconds Bolto lay down beside her n lay his head on her stomach. Something caught the dogs attention lifting his head up Bolto looked round then started to growl as he watched another person get closer.
“Bolto shush man” she scolded *keeping her eyes closed. But still the dog kept on going.
“You know you really should listen to that dog of yours i could have been a murderer”. Almost jumping out her skin Brooke jumped to her feet throwing him a dirty look she called Bolto to her side.
“And you should know never to sneak up on people like that you could give them a heart attack”
“I’m sorry that was not my intention, you see i just wanted to introduce myself” he smiled
“Could you not have done that yesterday you know like when we were in your room”
“You’re right i could have done”
“So why didn’t you?” she asked
Looking at her he kept the smile on his face making her feel really funny inside. She started to feel like she had butterflies building up in her stomach.
“I’m john and you are Brooke am i right?” he smiled
“You know what my name is John why do you need me to tell you” she asked turning to walk away.
“My name is John Norum” he called out after her making her turn round faster than he could blink.
“The hell you are” she challenged “I know John Norum and you are not.....” her voice cut short on her she started to get a nasty feeling as John walked right up to her.
“Maybe that is how you recognise me” he smiled feeling like a fool she took a step back nearly tripping over her dog. Standing still after one step she tilted her head to the side. Gazing into his eyes she began to put the pieces together.
“Look why don’t you stand still stop backing away and let us talk huh?” Going to turn and run John grabbed her arm.
“Please just five minutes” he begged. Knowing for a fine fact she owed him an apology she stood still and looked at him. Wow her friend was kidding her he really did look better in the flesh she smiled not even giving the thought that John was now standing really close to her.
“Would you like to go for a walk?” He asked her making her snap out the trance she had gotten herself in to.
At first Brooke remained quiet she could feel his eyes on her as she continued to walk beside him. They talked a little mainly John as she was to struck down still in shock, she still couldn’t believe he was actually talking too her but why her when there were just so many other woman out there why her looking up at him she noticed he was looking ahead of them and somehow her hand had managed to find its way into his. Brooke started to blush she wanted to pull away but left it his hold was strong but he was so gentle with her turning away thoughts started to go thru her mind. Deciding not let them get any worse she stopped and interrupted him not she had been paying attention to him anyway she was too busy concentrating on his beautiful face, his gorgeous smile and those eyes of his.
“Why me?” she asked him
“I’m sorry what”
“I asked why me, why decide to talk to me” feeling a little foolish she quickly moved her hand. Looking hurt John took a step back and looked away from her. Seeing his face change, his gorgeous smile now gone she went to reach out to him but stopped.
“John im sorry i....”
“No its fine” his voice low almost a whisper “I must have been kidding myself you seemed like a nice lass not like anyone i met so far you really seemed genuine no screaming oh my god John Norum of Europe” he whispered. It was like you cared about me, you know the man behind the guitar don’t deny it i saw the look on your face that’s why i tried to see you today”
Feeling like an idiot she stood watching as he walked away she tried to call out but the words just got stuck she couldn’t move, and then it was too late he was gone out of site. Looking down at her dog she ruffled his fur between his ears.
“Oh man looks like i fucked up big time huh, come on we better get back” she sighed.
As she made her way back through the park and just as she was turning off she felt someone grab her arm and pull her into the bushes their hand round her mouth.
“I’m going to take my hand away and when i do your gonna turn round and....” smack not giving him a chance Brooke sent her head back into his hearing him cry out in pain she turned round and dug her knee into him then jumped out the bushes not stopping till she was nearly at the far side of the park. Turning round her eyes went wide with shock.
Running back over she didn’t know where to put herself first she upset him now she almost knocked him out. Dropping to his side she took her jacket off and give it to him for his bleeding nose.
“God John im so sorry i didn’t know it was you” she quickly apologised. Feeling like she was about to cry she turned away from him.
“Hey!” his face softened a little. “I could have been anyone” laying his hand on the side of her face he brought her to look at him. “I’m not mad i should have known better than to sneak up on you like that” he apologised.
“Well you have no right to be” she snapped “i thought you were trying to kill me” Brooke shouted.
“I know and im sorry” he smiled as sudden thought crossed his mind.
“Well i.....” stopping her from talking any more John leaned over pulled her close and kissed her.
“How is that for an apology?” he asked. Shaking her head she didn’t know what to think. Brooke want all week going red she went to say something but instead she found herself lying on top of him returning his kiss.
Hearing a noise both of them looked they had both attracted people, quickly jumping up they brushed themselves down and just looked at each other as an old man walked past trying to keep his dog under control. Bursting into laughter they stood grinning. Taking her in his arms he held her close kissing the top of her head hoping this would not be the last time that she would be in his arms.
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