In A Moment Of Need (standard:romance, 1868 words)
Author: Rich Eubanks	Added: Sep 22 2005	Views/Reads: 3783/2787	Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)
Sometimes when you least suspect it, and think you least need it, that 'next' love appears.

In A Moment Of Need 

“I'm so sorry,” Michael spoke apologetically. 

Michael had always had the ability to make people smile.  His friendly
appearance and demeanor seemed to relax anyone who noticed him although 
physical stature would warrant just the opposite.  His blondish hair, 
blue eyes, and light complexion gave him that boy-next-door look that 
was just wasn't threatening to anyone. 

“I didn't mean to distract your thoughts.”  Michael finished his
sentence as he leaned down closer to the pretty young woman sitting at 
the table in the food court of the mall he'd been walking through. 

“That's OK,” Julie realized she had actually smiled back when this young
man had smiled previously, and that it had felt nice.  So she smiled up 
at him once more before continuing, “I needed a smile anyway.” 

“Well,” Michael nodded his head back and forth a couple of times as he
spoke, “it wasn't right of me to enter your space.  You were obviously 
in deep thought.” 

“Too deep!”  Julie nodded as well, as though the movement was as
contagious as a yawn.  “Maybe you came along to rescue me from my 
problems.”  Julie considered this last statement, then felt she should 
add, “and I sure don't want to thank you by depressing you with them.” 

Julie had been looking into Michael's dark blue eyes between those long
blond eyelashes as they spoke.  As she finished her last statement she 
allowed her eyes to go slowly back down to the cup of coffee in front 
of her but did take the opportunity to admire Michael's broad 
shoulders, strong chest and strong arms and hands as her eyes lowered. 

“Well,” Michael spoke softly and honestly as he looked at the petite
young woman with dark eyes to match her dark brown hair, “I doubt you 
can buy a cup of coffee for a penny, but if you'll allow me to get you 
a refill when I get my cup, I'd feel privileged to purchase your 
thoughts.” 

“You really don't have to,” Julie was talking out of courtesy and not
her immediate desires, “you've already made my day a little brighter.” 

“Of course I don't have to,” Michael smiled again bringing another smile
to Julie's pretty face, “but if I don't get to know you a little better 
right now I'll hate myself later when I think of you again.” 

“Decaf,” Julie spoke without hesitation, “and would you bring some more
sugar?” 

“How much more do you want,” Michael grinned letting Julie know that he
was making a joke as he added, “Sweetheart?” 

“Well,” Julie was smiling and had almost forgotten that she'd been
sitting there just moments before in pure misery, “if it's as sweet as 
you are it won't take much.” 

“Be right back.”  Michael turned and began walking the short distance to
the nearest vendor who obviously had coffee. 

“Oh my,” Julie spoke softly to herself as she watched the young man
walking away and noticed just how nice his shoulders and butt were, “my 
oh my.”  She realized she'd been speaking her thoughts and looked 
around quickly to make sure nobody had heard.  As she continued to 
watch Michael she wondered just how in the world she could be attracted 
to another man so quickly after losing one. 

“It was seventy cents.”  Michael spoke matter-of-factly as he set the
cup down in front of Julie, pulled out the chair and sat down across 
from her. 

“Oh.” Julie blushed a little bit as she reached for her purse and began
to dig through it for some change. 

“Seventy thoughts,” Michael reached across the small round table and
placed his strong hand gently over her small, delicate, hand, which was 


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