Chapter 354 - There is always tomorrow (1/2)

~Los Angeles~

Bridgette finished work and was sitting in her office, in a bad mood. Last few days she barely saw Steve. He was always working and staying late in the office. If she didn't make an effort to bring him coffee, she would not see him at all. 'If he cared, he would make time for me.' She sulked by herself. Bridgette knows that Jeff came back to work, but today Steve needed to give him reports and help Jeff out catch up after two days of absence... so he was busy again.

There was a light knock on door of her office and the door opened just enough for Steve's head to fit. ”Hi!” He had a big smile on. Finally, he finished work and was able to come and see her. Steve was worried that she left for the day. Seeing that she is still there, made him happy.

Bridgette was delighted to see him but did her best not to show it. She narrowed her eyes and pouted her lips.

Steve pressed his lips into a thin line. He shifted his body, which was hidden from her behind the door and in next second Bridgette saw a bouquet of flowers.

”Don't think that flowers can fix last few days of you neglecting me.” Bridgette complained.

”But it helps...” Steve added to her sentence with a smile. He got inside her office and closed the door behind him.

Seeing him standing like that in front of her with flowers, Bridgette felt her resolve crumbling. ”Well... maybe a little bit.”

”That's a start.” His smile widened. ”Come, let me feed you. What do you want for dinner?”

Facing his expectant eyes and bright smile, all her defenses crumbled. Bridgette forgot that she was supposed to be angry. She smiled, got her bag and walked out with Steve.

…

After dinner, they went to Bridgette's apartment.

As soon as Bridgette closed the door, she found herself surrounded by Steve. His arms pulled her in a tight embrace, and he kissed her. ”Ah, Biddy, I missed you so much...”

She dropped her bag on the floor and her hands wrapped around his body. ”I missed you too.”

Few minutes later, they were sitting on the sofa in her living room, holding each other and exchanging light kisses.

Bridgette was getting anxious. 'Is this it? Is it going to happen now?' She is aware that it's just the two of them. There is no one to interrupt. The mood was getting there. 'Did I lock the front door?'

Steve felt that Bridgette is trembling. He inched away and looked at her. ”Are you OK?” He saw her red cheeks and guessed her thoughts. ”We can stop anytime...”