Part 45 (1/2)

”I'm so sorry,” the man said, bending down to help her.

”Oh, it's OK,” Holly replied politely, not wanting to turn around to see the smug look on the old man's face that was burning into her back.

”Ah, it's you! The chocoholic!” the voice said, and Holly looked up startled.

It was the friendly customer with the odd green eyes who had helped her before.

Holly giggled, ”We meet again.”

”Holly, isn't it?” he asked, handing her the king-size chocolate bars.

”That's right, Rob, isn't it?” she replied.

”You've a good memory,” he laughed.

”As do you,” she grinned. She piled everything back into her bag, lost in thought, and got back onto her feet.

”Well, I'm sure I'll b.u.mp into you again soon.” Rob smiled and made his way over to the queue.

Holly stared after him still in a daze. Finally she walked over to him. ”Rob, is there any chance you would like to go for that coffee today? If you can't, that's fine...” She bit her lip.

He smiled and glanced down nervously at the ring on her finger.