“I would have,” she said, nodding as she looked directly into his eyes.
Cruz smiled shyly at her.
She smiled back.
“I hope you like your food,” he finally said.
“I’m sure I will,” she said, pulling the foil wrapped stack of plates a little closer.
Cruz opened the door and walked outside, standing there for a few seconds before walking away.
Julia felt a little disappointed that he hadn't asked her out, but hey, flirting was obviously going on. Maybe he would eventually.
The door opened and she looked up as Cruz stepped back inside. “Hey,” he said.
“Hey.”
“Would you like to maybe go somewhere with me sometime?”
“I would very much like that,” Julia said.
Cruz grinned like an excited kid. “Good. I guess, I’ll, I’ll call you.”
“Do you know my number?” she asked.
“Oh! No. I don’t.”
She tore off a piece of receipt paper and wrote her number on the back of it and held it out to him.
He quickly walked over and took the paper out of her hand like he was afraid she’d change her mind if he didn’t take it from her soon enough. He looked down at her number, nodded to himself, smiled and tucked it into his pocket.
“I’ll call.”
“I’ll answer,” she said.
Cruz laughed, and waved nervously. “Bye.”
“Bye,” she said as he went back outside.
Julia stood there at her counter for a few moments, still smiling to herself as he walked out of sight. “Wow!” she finally said, then went back to cleaning the store so she could close up for the night.
The End, for now!