“Oh, thank you so much!” Shopping bags stringing along Teri’s arms, she awkwardly walked toward the double glass doors.
“Teri, wait,” Harry shouted and jogged as Teri headed to the elevator and as Teri turned around, feeling a surge of adrenaline course through him, Harry grabbed Teri’s face between his palms and pressed his lips to hers. After a long moment, he finally let go and apologized, “I’m sorry, I just needed to let you know how I felt, that was, uh, from the time when you helped me to set up the A/V for the meeting,” Harry laughed awkwardly and scratched his head.
Bringing one of her bag-strung arms to her lips, Teri remained emotionless, unsure how to react. She wanted to laugh, cry, anything but stand there like a rock but before she could speak, Harry cut in, “I’m sorry, I totally understand if you never want to see me again, I mean, you don’t work here anymore, so technically, you’ll never see me…again.” Harry has never spoken this much before, he’s usually the one who worked quietly, letting his work speak, not his mouth, what’s wrong with me, he wondered.
Written for Six Sentence Story. The prompt is “Surge“.
