It turns out that *Rachel and I not only worked at the same company , but we also lived in the same apartment complex. We often parked in the same parking lot. When visiting Rachel at her apartment, *Jack, Rachel's brother, had seen me walking from my car towards my apartment. He began pestering Rachel to set up a meeting between us, and so she finally sought me out that particular day at work.
After running into *Rachel at the elevator on Thursday, and agreeing to meet her brother , I didn't think much more about it. I was sitting with a few coworkers at the end of the day, feeling a little tired and frazzled, when someone tapped me on the shoulder. It was Rachel. Standing behind her was her brother, *Jack.
He was tall, dark, handsome and had a beautiful smile with two huge dimples. He was wearing starched jeans and boots, a denim shirt and a blue sweater vest and he carried himself very well. I remember thinking “Wow.” I felt a little awkward and self conscience. I couldn't remember the last time I had looked in a mirror to fix my hair or make up. (I still remember what I was wearing.) Rachel introduced us and we spoke for a few minutes. *Betty, a coworker, nudged me and whispered in my ear, "He's cute!" Rachel and Jack sat with us for a short while, then we started getting up to go home. As I was saying goodbye, I noticed that Jack was standing off to the side , like he was waiting for me. I felt a little uncomfortable and didn't know what to say as there were still people standing around. Jack and I started heading toward the door together and he asked if we could go out sometime. I was so nervous I said "Sure, you can get my number from Rachel" and hurried out the door to my car.
*names have been changed
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