They’ve done so much for me.”
“Do they know you’re unhappy?” he asked, startling her.
“Unhappy?” she asked slowly. “Does it really seem that way? I’m in a rut, sure, but I don’t know if I’m…”
“Jan, stop there. Bullshit. You’re lonely and you’re unhappy. Face it; we both know you are.”
She closed her eyes, shaking her head. It had been so long since anyone had really called her on her stuff, and it felt strange, not to mention a lot annoying, that it was happening now. And by Keith who was someone she was subtly trying to impress, though she wasn’t sure why.
“Okay, I’m in a rut. So what do I do about it?”
“Take some chances.”
“Mmhmm.” She couldn’t help the sarcasm she laced into that. “And how do I do that?”
“Live. Breathe. Fly without a net. Whatever it is, just do it and do it to the best of your abilities, and do it to emphasize your soul, rather than a paycheck or whatever else you’re thinking needs to be done. You have got to live, and by living, you’ll discover whatever purpose it is, whatever greater good that you need, whatever will feed your soul.” He gave her a level look. “I don’t need a psych degree to know that you’re eating to hide something deep inside you. That you’re coping by medicating with food.”
Okay, this was getting more than a little annoying. “And how would you know that?” she asked, glaring at him.
“I have a brain, a very active brain, and I know that you put yourself down with self deprecating humor and that you cope by being the best invisible force you can be, rather than the take charge woman you ought to be. I’ve seen it again and again. You’re not unique.”
“Well, good for you.” It was a childish comment but she felt a bit childish right now.
“Jan, it’s doing yourself a disservice to be that invisible force, when I know you can be so much more. How can you not see what you deserve as clearly as I do?”
She shrugged, unable to answer. All sorts of emotions she didn’t want to deal with were welling up inside her, begging to be released. Jan didn’t do emotional displays or anything like that, and this was disturbing. What was it about Keith that pulled these feelings out of her, and how could she ram them back in where they belonged?
Jan couldn’t understand this. She’d always known Keith, but never seen him as she was seeing him tonight. As an independent guy, not a friend or a dad. Now, but the hell was she going to do with all this emotion?
“I… Thank you. Nobody’s ever thought of me as an irresistible force before.” She really liked his faith in her. It was one of many things she liked about him. Even when she’d been struggling in high school, he assured her frequently that she could do it.
“I’m tell you what I see,” he said. Jan took that moment to stare into his eyes, trying to figure out his emotions. Was he interested?
And if he was interested, was Jan? Could she really go there? Jan bit her lip staring into Keith’s green eyes. Could she take the chance? Should she take the chance? What if he wasn’t interested? Would she screw up a really good thing?
“Stop thinking so hard about it,” he said with a little smile.
“Thinking about what?” Jan asked slowly. He couldn’t possibly have any idea what she been thinking, could he?
“You thinking about wanting to kiss me. And you wondering about consequences.” The last was delivered as a statement, not a question. He seemed to know her almost as well as she knew herself.
“I…” Jan snapped her mouth shut. What had she been going to say anyway? It was a strange tension swirling in the air, not just sexual, something she couldn’t identify. But the attraction was overwhelming her. She wanted more than her hands on this man. She wanted to fuck him.
“So, what will it be, Jan?
“What you mean?” She asked, aware that she was stalling for time.
“Well, the way I see it, there’s only one