Chantal felt sad after dumping Cupid via text, but they’d only been dating a few weeks and she wanted to get it over with before another night passed. Not to be cynical, but she suspected his attraction to her was merely physical.
This new guy was different! His attraction couldn’t be physical because she’d been looking her worst when they’d first met.
“I’m allergic to nuts too,” he’d said as he took her blood pressure in the hospital after Cupid had gone home.
Chantal smiled at him as he introduced himself as Chad, the night nurse. “It’s such a bummer, Chad, since I love chocolate so much.”
He laughed. “Me too! If I could have three wishes, one of them would be all that nuts should magically disappear from chocolate.”
“Especially brownies since those are my favorite,” Chantal said. “But I just make my own.”
“I love cooking and baking,” Chad said. “But it’s dream time now though. You need your rest.”
“Okay,” she agreed. “I’ll dream of baking brownies without nuts.”
He smiled. “I’ll think about eating them as I finish my shift.”
As she looked into his eyes, she felt a sizzle down her spine and a warm cozy feeling spread throughout her body. “Did you give me a muscle relaxer?”
“No, the doctor didn’t order additional meds for you,” Chad said. “Why?”
“I just feel… different,” she said.
“I kind of do too,” he admitted. “Maybe after you’re discharged we should bake something chocolatey together. I’m not working tomorrow night.”
They had made a date for tonight and exchanged numbers.
I’m missing you already! Chantal danced around her kitchen and set the baking ingredients out on her counter. She lit a romantic candle that smelled like cinnamon and put a CD of love songs on to play. She couldn’t wait until Chad arrived so she could give him a big bear hug! Maybe for their next date they could have a picnic in the park in the sunshine. Chantal began to plan the menu in her head ~ of course she’d bake a special chocolate dessert…
Knock knock! Chantal forced herself to walk calmly to the door. When she opened it, two men stood there.
“Hi honey!” Chad said. “This is Brad.”
“Brad?” Chantal was confused.
“We do everything together,” Brad said.
“Everything,” Chad echoed. “So, how about those brownies?”
“Ughhh!” Chantal slammed the door in their faces and stomped back to the kitchen.
Dammit! She had really wanted brownies. Well, she could still make them. No reason why she couldn’t bake delicious brownies for herself. She didn’t need to share them with a man. Love sucks!