All right, here's a story that has nothing to do with my two other ones. It just sorta popped into my head a little earlier. :) I hope you like.
Disclaimer: The WW characters are not mine. They belong to Mr. Sorkin. And the song 'Arms Length Away' is sung by Sammy Kershaw and was written by Criswell/Miller/White.
She's the love of my life and she doesn't know it yet. I've had a crush on her for the longest time, and even though we've talked about everything together, I've never been able to get up the courage to tell her that.
And now, being more nervous than any other time in my life, I sit in the restaurant waiting for her to come so that I can finally tell her.
Why now, you may be wondering? Because tomorrow is the last day that I may be seeing her. The last day that I will have anything to do with the Barlet Administration, and, if possible, Politics.
That's right. I'm breaking free of the chains that are holding me down. I'm thinkin' about traveling Europe, Greece, that sort of thing. Then settling down and opening, if not joining, a law firm. Despite what others say about me, I'm a good lawyer.
Oh dear God, she's here. I sit up a little straighter and cough into my palm. Standing as she comes to the table, I smile as she smiles at me and hold out her chair. I am, of course, a gentleman.
We start off with some small talk. What's been happening around the office, weather and other politics. Then I dropped the bomb.
I didn't know how she would take it, but by the look on her face, or lack there of, I suddenly felt nervous again. Licking my lips, I searched her face.
"You can't be serious," she whispered.
"I am, C.J."
She shook her head and then closed her eyes. With a trembling smile, she said, "It won't be the same without you."
"There's something else," I tell her hesitantly and take her hand in mine.
"You're joining a commune," she joked.
Laughing softly, I shook my head. "No, that I'm not. This is hard, so bear with me. You know how you told me a few nights ago that you wish for true love and a man that will sweep you off your feet?"
C.J. nodded and bit her lip. "Josh, what are you getting at?"
"C.J., what would you do if I told you that I'm that guy? That I want to sweep you off your feet and love you unconditionally?"
She's speechless, it's etched into her face. I felt her hand flex under mine and she took a deep breath. "Wow."
Sitting back slightly, I looked at her questioningly. "Um."
But her hand went to my cheek and her eyes turned to little smiles. "A woman would be stupid to say no to something like that Josh. I would love for you to sweep me off my face and to love my unconditionally. You're just the right man for the job too."
Her words went straight to my heart and I took her hand and kissed the inside of her palm.
Looking down at our table, I saw that we hadn't ordered a thing. Getting up, I asked, "Want to go someplace more private?"
Looking up at me, C.J. nodded. "That would be great."
What did you all think? Did you like? Oh, I tried, since it was a spur of the moment thing!