fate

they sat drinking their coffee together, not able to take their eyes of one another.  her browns stared into his greens for what seemed like eternity. 

“who fights over a bobby mcferran cd anyway?”
“not us” he says with a smile.  “but i did notice you got the cd…”
“yeah, you know.  i’m good like that…”
“that, or i have a weak spot for beautiful women.”

she blushed the most wonderful shade of rose.  with a smile and chuckle, he concentrated on her golden brown orbs, her lower lip between her teeth. 

“i never caught your na…” she quickly just shook her head.  with an inquisitive eye he began to probe the hesitation, but she only looked down into her cup, her first look away.  “i… i’m sorry.  i didn’t mean to…”

“no, its not you.  this is… well… just too much for me.”
“its not enough for me…”  she looked up at him quickly.  “i could spend the rest of my life with you and it would not be enough for me… this is…”
“fate…”  he nodded.

she looked down at her cup, then off to the side, slowly beginning to shake her head.  “we don’t know each other!  we could end up being totally wrong for each other and…”
“but how can anything that feels this right, be wrong.”  she had trouble disagreeing with this logic.

“but i’m taken… happily taken.”  as if struck across the face, he slumped back down into his chair.  “for all i know, you could be too…” she trailed off as his eyes trailed to the floor.  “see, you know nothing about me.”
“but we have the rest of our lives to learn…”

standing, she began to put down money on the table, but he waved her off.  she began to walk away but stopped, leaned down and kissed his cheek softly.  “i’m sorry.  i wish this were more.”  and she walked out the door.